Survived the day. I can cut meat (with my eyes closed), but for some reason chicken and fish just make me want to vomit. My manager was cracking up. Every time he'd walk by he'd laugh. After a big whack on the back he said he wouldn't make me do it again.
Then, a few hours later I put in my notice that I'm quitting. He was like...OH, I'm so sorry!!! I didn't mean to push you to this!!
Part of my evil side wanted me to make him feel responsible, but I told him it had nothing to do with the meat job today.
I chuckled.
Abbey