u/Art33n2024

Ive worked all my life, since i was 11 atleast, but always at family businesses or helping my dad with his work. I always worked without managers and did just fine maybe even better than the owners. Ive always been nice to customers, im good at cleaning and organizing. Im compliant and obedient.

I believe these things about me and try to keep up with these beliefs. I have one issue, i talk very casually saying “ma’am” or “sir” to a manager is customary but it feels weird to me. Ive never even called my teachers that. Not even principals. Im also very sensitive, when i feel that ive gotten in trouble, done something wrong, or get too overwhelmed i feel like im going to cry. I am good at keeping myself from crying though.

My point is that recently ive had difficulty responding to customers. In the literal way. Ill forget what to say or freeze/fawn in every situation. Stuck trying to figure out what im trying to say for a minute or two or ill just simply take a while to take in what they said. Sometimes what i say will come out like im annoyed or irritated. Like my voice doesnt match my feelings or expression. Ive been trying to fix my “customer script” so i sound more formal.

Along with this, my memory is just horrible. Yesterday, every step i took, i forgot what i was doing. Ill forget someones at the window, ill forget about a car i pulled, ill forget what i went to the back for, ill forget what people say the second they say it.

The time being ran up is always blamed on me, but its because im ALWAYS waiting on sandwiches to be made and i dont have the time to be bringing food out to pulled cars. We are expected to keep our time under 2 1/2 minutes, which is easy when we’re slow, but when were busy, keeping the numbers under 250 seconds is impossible without a bagger to help me. Being timed is so unfair, front counter isnt timed, they always take up to like 13 minutes to fill an order but i HAVE to get mine out in 2 1/2 minutes or less.

Not just that, but being timed is very stressful. I have to be fast, as fast as possible. When im overwhelmed, all the ringers are going off in my ear, customers dont order fast enough or order enough meals for an army, im hungry, dehydrated, tired, and my feet hurt. Staying under 2 1/2 on my own is essentially impossible. If i had a bagger, yes, staying under is easier, but still difficult. During a lunch rush, getting someone out in 90 seconds (PREFERRED time by general manager) is a miracle.

A lot has been happening recently, drama-wise. My entire friend group among us style voted me out and then 2-3 months later the same thing happened to my friend Gunnar. Their reasons for voting me out was more of an amalgamation of little greivances that every person had, old things they held against me, and their own insecurities. Him however he had said “i would fuck her, but i wouldnt date her”. Referring to the “leader” of the group. She and him had been showing interest in eachother and that seemed to ruin what she had for him. Now having issue with him, she lead everyone once again in hopes to vote him out and he was.

I hate her and almost everyone else that is in that group. He pleaded to be friends with me again and i agreed. Im a very laid back person so a lot of things dont really “get to me”. I do find him slightly off putting but hes just that kind of guy. People have been describing him as a sexual assaulter or a sex offender but ive been alone with him countless times and he has NEVER made any kind of move towards me like that. He has said that he does find me attractive and that i am a very good looking person. He said the exact same thing that he said to her to me. “I would fuck you, but i wouldnt date you”.

It made perfect sense to me at first like he said “would” not “will”. Implying that he WOULD given the chance, but if i dont want it, he wont. But now the more i think about it, the more off it sounds. Like its weird that my friend confirmed he actually would fuck me at the moment i give him the green light. I dont think hed hurt me or do anything weird to me but i dont know what to think about this. Again i want to emphasize that ive been alone with him, at his house, in his bedroom and he has never made a move that hes planning anything. But it still feels weird though.

Like i know hes a great guy and he would never do anything to me, but i know that i am gullible and cant read people easily. Im afraid that i might be on the wrong side of the argument. He has confirmed that he never touched any of them innapropiately and even the “victims” have confirmed that he didnt touch them. Its all rumors spread by others. Along with that, he’s incredibly depressed. Me and his other friends are actively scared for his safety when hes alone. Weve tried alerting many adults and no one is doing anything for him. I dont know how to help him because im not a very affectionate person. I dont want to unfriend him, because i know i am one of the only people he has. I just want him to get better

My friend found out about my sophomore year, when i had been talking to older men and been in dangerous situations. My friend mentioned that when she showed a picture of me to her dad he said “i’d hit that”.

She keeps pushing that i should come over for a sleepover. Ive been to her house to hang out and he seems to sit closer to me or stand near me at any time he can. Im scared to stay the night if its not a 3 person sleepover.

I told my mom that as it stands, i want her to say no to a sleepover at her house any time i ask. I really do want to hang out with my friend but im scared that her dad might have genuine interest in me.

My parents are getting divorced, almost finished with it all. Ive been helping my dad pack his things and move. While i was going through his things i found a little album with no discernible qualities. So i started looking through the pictures. First it was just normal pictures of my mom. When shes was younger when they first got married. Some of them were kinda sexual but she was never fully naked in any of them. I wish i stopped looking through it because near the end there were new photos. More recent but not recent enough to have fixed their relationship. But i moticed that in a few of the pictures, she was wearing my underwear. In one, the victoria secret lace lingerie i bought 2 years ago that went missing a few weeks after purchase.

After that, i cant stop thinking about it. Does my dad know its my underwear? Does my mom even know its mine? Did she use mine on purpose? Its really creepy and its made it really hard to keep helping my dad move out.

I looked through my moms underwear drawer and right there, i found my victoria secret set. So i know for sure shes been keeping it. Its not even her size. How do i even approach this situation?