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My boss was creating a chaotic, toxic environment toward his customers like he usually does. He plays favorites, tells everyone that I am his favorite while other employees basically are not to be trusted.

He lies to customers about vehicle parts installations, overcharges them for things that aren't even available, etc etc. My co-worker has basically the same experience in auto parts and is about the same age or older and he's been telling me this.

My boss always likes to yell and cuss at customers, telling them he knows more than them, etc etc. I was going to work till 4pm today, but instead I clocked out at 2pm.

I told my case manager, my job coach, and my therapist each from different agencies about this whole situation; each answered with a different perspective. However, my therapist was the one who barely understood what I was going through.

I had to explain to my job coach and my therapist that my boss doesn't care what time you clock in or out, as long as you don't go past 5 hours in one row (statewide lunch break policy).

My therapist was still on that huurr-duurr "What could you have handle better?" "This would be unacceptable if done every day" sort of mentality. And a literal f**king capitalist at that.

I want to f**king quit my g*d**n job.

(Last car on the poll):
Even though Dean only made three films and died at the age of 24, his legacy is so great he’s still one of the most legendary names in the film industry. On the other hand, the story of his Porsche 550 Spyder nicknamed “Little Bastard” is one of the most enduring automotive mysteries of all time. Dean died in 1955, crashing his Porsche at an intersection in Cholame, California. The car was badly damaged, so they sold some mechanical parts like the engine, but the body and few components remained. After a few owners, the car ended up with famous Hollywood customizer George Barris.

He loaned it to an organization that promoted highway safety. Reports of people being injured in freak accidents involving falling pieces from the car and other strange occurrences lead the public to call the crashed Porsche, “a cursed car.” In the late ’60s, they shipped the remains of the 550 Spyder from Florida to California, but they never arrived in L. A. Someone stole the car under suspicious circumstances and no one has been able to recover it. Some historians claim Barris had something to do with the disappearance of the legendary Dean`s Porsche. But Barris took the secret to the grave since he passed away in 2015.