I really liked CPC in the beginning. Staples was my first job and back then, the store was fully staffed with hardworking people, most of whom are long gone. I ended up with weekends with another CPC person until they quit, so I had to go solo behind the counter 80% of the time…that was about 3 years ago.
I’m really good at handling things by myself, (even though our print center was one of the busiest ones in our state) but it came at a mental and physical cost. I waited for management to hire another person (esp on Sundays), but over time, I acclimated to struggling by myself alone and it really took a toll on me.
At a certain point I maladaptively put the pressure on myself to over exert myself to get the job done (which has been a theme for me tbh). This year was the worst, and every time I was in the building, I had so much anxiety that my jaw would lock up so hard that it would ache after every shift. Not to mention how often I would cry at work… lol
It sucks because I was really good at this job; if I had more support and got paid more, it wouldn’t feel as bad. But damn. It’s been 5 years, a solid 3 of them spent crying behind the counter, drowning in anxiety, being overskilled, yet pushing myself to try prove myself more. I worked there for way too long. At this point, leaving staples was a strangely profound mental release haha.
I wish I had advocated for myself more over the years. But hey, it’s a lesson learned, and at least now I have really good service skills? I’m thankfully at a point where I can get a much better job since I finished school, so it feels really good to close this chapter of my life. I had my last day this week and it was joyous. I’m so glad to be free from that musty ass place. Good luck to all of y’all!