I don't know if this was only at my location, but we were overworked. Every evening I worked, it was only me, the manager or a key holder, and the pharmacist to manage the entire store. The pharmacist managed the pharmacy, the manager or key holder was usually in the office doing god knows what, and I was expected to do stock, be the cashier, customer service, and clean. I was overworked to say the least and it was stressful. But I was a teen and kept my mouth shut. But then they decided to hire another assistant manager but instead of adding more hours they took the 40 hours away from me and the other regular workers. So now instead of 2-4 shifts a week, I was rarely even getting one.
And that's just one problem. This store was tiny and yet they sent us way too much stuff and expected us to somehow have it all out, the break room was smaller than the bathroom, and I usually didn't even get to have my breaks. One of th assistant managers was just terrible. One time I needed to go to the bathroom so I let the assistant manager know and she said she would cover the till for me. So I'm taking a dump and I hear the bell at the till. At first I'm not worried since the assistant manager said she would cover. Then I hear it again. And again. So I begin to rush and get out there and see that there is people waiting at the till and the manager is nowhere in sight.