I quit my job. I couldn't take it. Everyone working there were complete jerks and the customers were horribly mean. The manager contradicted what the district manager said and the "other" assistant manager contradicted what the manager said. I was constantly told that I was doing something wrong. One person would tell me one then and then another would turn around and tell me the other. Its just great having like 3 bosses. Argh. Anyhow I just walked out. I was called "immature and childish," but I couldn't take it. I was on the verge of tears all the time. The girl I worked with today that was supposed to be "assistant manager" also kept telling me what to do and telling me I did it wrong. She kept pushing me and pushing me, trying to get me to quit. Argh. Now I know why they couldn't keep people there. Everyone that works there is horrible! I can do much better than that. I will not put up with that kind of treatment. I'm 19 years old, I don't have to resort to anything like that quite yet. I'm just so frustrated. I got out of there and called James right away and cried on the phone all the way to his house. HE told me everything was okay and that he would help me through this. I love him so much for that. I hate being a quitter, but I always hate being in a situation where I'm being treated unfairly and there's no one to go to about it. I just wish school would start.