I went to work already "emotionally challenged". And then my boss said to me when I filled up the spray bottle and brought it back to the table, "That's using your B.A." It took him awhile to notice that I was crying and then he ask me if I was okay and I sobbed "No!", and stomped out the door on a delivery run. When I came back, he quasied-apologized, and pointed out he was being nice to me by letting me work, as it is slow, and he could send me home and have one of the in-stores deliver. Yup, that's what he said.
My sister still hasn't called me back.
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