I work in a fast-paced catering environment and although I have a strong work ethic and try my best, I’m always messing things up and getting told off. It has destroyed my confidence - along with a volatile marriage and a lack of money.
I have an ADHD diagnosis and sometimes I am very forgetful. The other day, I accidentally sold a food item that had ran out so had to refund the customer. I rolled my eyes at what I had done and the chef went ballistic at me and accused me of being disrespectful. After that, I got
my words muddled and said “beef and mushroom” instead of “chicken and mushroom”. I was just about to correct myself when the chef started shouted.
Usually, there is one person serving and one person on the till. The person serving is in charge of taking the order and giving it to the person on the till - unless there’s food that needs cooking, in that case the person on the till takes the order. Yesterday, I had rang the order through when the customer suddenly decided they wanted sauce (my job) so I had to do that for them. When I was done, I was two orders behind and could see my coworker staring and shaking their head at me. It’s not my bloody fault if a customer changes their mind or orders sauces and drinks right at the end.
Yesterday, I got somebody’s food mixed up because the girl I was working with had chucked the receipt and didn’t communicate much with me. I’m not exactly sure what happened but of course I got blamed because she’s new and is normally such a speedy worker which they value over everything else.
My face just doesn’t fit and it’s like they’re waiting for me to mess up. I’ve overheard them talking about me whilst I’m trying to serve customers and they’re all in this really tight clique that doesn’t include me.
I come home from work so depressed and DH doesn’t understand because he thinks serving is easy. He likes to point out that when he worked as a waiter in a pub aged 20, they asked him to be manager. He’s telling the truth. He has a photographic memory and easily takes charge of situations.
I want to quit but I can’t because I’ll be sanctioned by UC and we won’t be able to pay bills. I feel so defeated today. DH chose a house we can’t afford and an expensive car on finance he never insured me on (so I had to get my own as I was a carer at the time). I feel utterly trapped and I don’t know how to get myself out of this situation.