I thought I was doing really well at my job. I was really enjoying it. Of course it was difficult living an hour away and having to open the store at 7:30am but I liked what I did and I thought I was good at it. The people have been so lovely and everyone there is nice, but today when I was opening, the area manager decided to ‘surprise me’ by ‘helping me’, which consisted of him following me around for the entirety of my shift and not actually helping. But that was fine. I didn’t mind. I served lots of customers, I made the shop look nice, and I called in heaps of customer orders. I was feeling really good about myself, and I genuinely enjoyed it. I’m a little bit slow still, because I’m still getting used to how everything gets done and all the different steps that need to be taken in order to do things right, but I thought (and everyone else thought) that all of that would come in time. But then at the end of the day, the area manager told me that he was actually evaluating me and that while I’m exceptional with customers and great at sales and everything, I’m far too slow with literally everything else and that if I don’t “start putting in some effort” then I won’t keep the job for much longer. Like, I come in half an hour early because I’m afraid the shop isn’t going to be ready in time because I’m hopeless. I only take 15 minute breaks instead of an hour because I really want to get things done because I know I’m slow. Every person I have ever worked with has told me that. I get it. But I am putting in effort. From day 1, I have put in as much as I possibly can so that I can be the best employee I can be. And if I’m not right for the job, then that’s fine, I can take that. But being told to my face that I’m not actually trying? That was so demoralizing.