This was admittedly a few weeks ago, but I needed time to clear my head and process everything as it was super sudden and unexpected.

I worked at a location that was known for being rough. I had partners look up my voter registration and pass it around with all my personal contact info and political information on it. I had partners make fun of me for my religion. I was bullied by partners to the point of tears multiple times. I was told extremely antisemitic things to my face and on social media. Luckily, another store manager took me under her wing and had me transfer.

I had just transferred when out of nowhere, I got offered my dream job. I’m getting paid nearly double what I did at Starbucks, and it’s a desk job. It’s hard work, but it’s actually fulfilling.

I offered to stay and help, but I started to feel used. Working weekends would mean no days off at all. I would be asked to stay later than I could every day. My final straw was when I had to ask two partners to stay almost an hour and a half late and was told we needed to stay longer. I told my manager that she could find a different shift if she wanted me to be that unreasonable with partners. I felt disrespected and not valued despite working full time, going to school full time, and still making time to help out at the store. I quit on the spot.

I’ll miss the benefits and discount and *crafting beverages* but I’m done. I’ll gladly enjoy my Starbs and no longer be behind a bar, but behind a desk, somewhere where the AC actually works.

293 out. It’s been real, it’s been a little fun, but not real fun. Good riddance.