Well. I've read for a year or two, however, this is my first time posting, since I just got my first job in retail a little over a month ago. In general, I enjoy it. I have good customers, and since I work in a small drugstore, most of the customers are regulars.
I took this job soon after I found I was pregnant, so feel free to call me HormonalHolly, or any variation of this. (Hey, I'm young, but shit happens.) For the most part, everyone at work has been really supportive.
The other night while I was working, however, I was moving our shopping baskets around the store to the various places that we keep them, and I go to put them down by the cosmetics counter, and I hear, "And this one's pregnant too!"
I look up, and a custy is standing there talking to my coworker, who had just felt the need to point out my pregnancy to someone who is obviously looking down upon me. Of course, I questioned her about it, and what had they been talking about?
"Her granddaughter's six months old, and her daughter's already pregnant again," and then they proceed to go into details about how immature I am, and stupid because I didn't wait until i was older to have kids. (Like I meant for this to happen.)
I go on about my business, and then my coworker directs a question at me. "How could you be so stupid? You don't understand what you're getting yourself in to."
Of all the mean, hurtful things that someone could say, this one definitely pissed me off the most. I'm a generally happy person. Really. I smile all the time, but I have a vicious temper. I'm slow to anger, but trust me. You do NOT want to piss me off.
Fighting myself as hard as I could not to explode at them, I responded as politely as possible, "I understand that you may be having problems with your daughter, but you need to understand that not all situations are the same. I have been on my own for the last four years. I found a job when I found out I was pregnant, I moved out of my parent's house, I found myself medical care, I pay my bills, and I buy my own food. Why exactly are you judging me when I'm better off right now than you are? I'm certainly not in the ideal situation, but I'm sure as hell making the best of it rather than sitting around gossiping over people who are in situations that I have no right to talk about."
Yeah, pretty much the rest of my night was ruined, and my boyfriend had to stay up late for me to rant to him when I got home. So, sitting here a few nights later, I find myself fuming once again over judgemental coworkers who feel the need to discuss my life with bitchy custys.
I'm just very blargh over this whole situation. *twitches*