Okay, first of all, let me apologize. My computer wasn't working for about 2 days and with all the work going on the site, my phone was really, really slow, it wasn't even loading the pages, so if I didn't respond to your PM, I'm sorry! I will! And I couldn't upload any pics either. I'll do that, too. But right now I just have to get this off my chest.
Okay, so I've been working at Subway, and normally I work 5 nights a week, and it's always just me and Devon. Devon is a big question mark. Sometimes he's happy, sometimes he's sad, sometimes he's pissed off. We'll be having a great conversation and then he'll just catch an attitude with me. Or he'll be pissed off the whole night and then strike up a conversation with me. It took a while, but I adjusted to his crazy mood swings. He's 30 with a 10 year old daughter, has problems with the mother, and he's been at Subway for 4 years, I think, but he's not the manager. Okay, so anyway, we usually get along great. He has a lot of problems, so I let him unload them on me. I'm his ear and shoulder at work. I talk to him, listen to him, give him advice when he needs it. He says he enjoys our friendship.
Last week, my boss, Bery, gave me a list of things I need to get done before I leave each night. I've been trying to get them done. So me and Jeff were having problems last weekend, we even broke up for about 2 days or something like that. I went to work pretty pissed and told Devon about it so he knew that I wasn't mad at him and not to take my attitude personally. What do you know? He did anyway. So I'm trying to get this friggin list done on Monday and Devon asked me if I was going to do the bread(which is on the list). I shook my head yes. He said, "Hello, am I talking to myself?" I said not to worry, I'll do the bread. 5 minutes passed and he asked me again. I didn't say anything cause I was so mad. He said, "Forget it, I'll do the breads". I didn't say anything. I'm already mad at Jeff and now I got Devon giving me s***. I let him do the breads, I wasn't gonna argue. So Wednesday we were working together and he asked me if I was still being a b****. I smiled and said no, I'm fine, which I was. We were good the whole night.
Last night, we were ridiculously busy because there was a Jets game? Idk, I don't follow football like that. We were crazy busy. And to be honest, I was working my a** off. But no matter how fast I was, Devon was saying out loud can I hurry it up. I didn't wanna cause tension in front of customers, so I told him, "Do your job and I'll do mine. My pace is fine". He said some smart comments back, and I just kept quiet. So after the rush, we were refilling everything, prepping things we'd run out of. So my shift ended, but I always stay and keep him company and wait for Jeff to get me instead of walk home. And Devon's friend Chris came by to say hi to him. We talk, too, he's pretty cool. And he told me, "You know, Devon's worked with a*****es here. No one that they put him to work with has been much help. But when you came to the store, it was like a blessing. He's not chain smoking anymore, he's not stressed, he's laughing at work now. Just keep it up, whatever you're doing." And I felt bad because I told Devon that next week would be my last week there because I got another job. He's been telling me not to leave, but I need the money. I promised him I'd stay in touch and wouldn't disappear.
So he was prepping the onions and we were talking. All of a sudden, he goes, "So why haven't you been doing the breads?" I tried not to argue, but basically explained how I viewed things. And I told him we couldn't get anything done that particular night because of the business, but even though I was clocked out I offered to do the breads. He just caught more of an attitude and basically said I don't give a s*** about the store or the list and all this crap. I told him how impatient he is and I don't like it when he gives me an attitude. For the most part, I'll get to it. If I don't do it the minute after he asks me to and he gets mad and does it himself, what am I supposed to do? I told him he needs to stop stressing. I'm prefectly capable of doing the breads, but I always do that last, so chill out, stop timing me, I WILL do it before I leave. He started going off on me. He said things like, "You know, this isn't your call. If I tell you to do something I expect it to get done right then and there. It's not a negotiation. I'm not working on your time clock" and all this bulls***. I had to argue back because that's not how I feel at all. He's just so impatient and he doesn't get it. He KNOWS I will do it and help him. He knows it. I was just in shock when he said that. So we're arguing back and forth and it's getting pretty heated. He just cuts me off and says this EXACTLY: "You know what, Jenna? Why don't you just f***ing quit already. What the f*** are you waiting for. Just f***ing quit if you don't wanna be here!" I was in shock. Like, seriously, I just wanted to cry, and I did, but not in front of him. I just picked up my phone and walked out of the store. I never did that before at any job. I just left and started walking home. And I cried. I was so upset. And I was just thinking it wasn't THAT serious. It's just bread. What is his problem? And it's a 45 minute walk home, so after 20 minutes he was calling my cell phone. I don't know if it was too apologize or what, but I was a mess, I couldn't pick it up. He called twice more after another 20 minutes. I still didn't answer. He was my friend. What kind of friend says things like that? I'd never treat a friend that way. So basically I quit. I was scheduled today and didn't go, I went to the other job I got.
My mom always emails me from work so we were talking and I told her what happened today. She replied with, "Jenna, come on. He wasn't yelling at you about the bread. You're leaving the job. You guys got so close while working together and now you're leaving. That's why he was so angry. It wasn't the bread, it was you and your situation. Which is why he exaggerated the whole 'quit already' part". I started thinking about it and it kind of made sense. Maybe he wasn't mad about the bread. Maybe he was mad because I was leaving? Maybe it was both? I don't really know. He didn't call today, though. Maybe he got so discouraged that I ignored his calls last night that he didn't want to call. But I don't know what to do. I just had to let this out. It's really been bugging me. If you have any suggestions, please tell me. Cause I'm really confused. And thanks for reading the whole thing if you did. You know me and my long journals.