Today at work I was flipping some burgers as usual when a coworker yelled out to me “how to spell occupation” for some reason. She shouldn’t have even been on her phone and I don’t know why she asked me of all people to spell ‘occupation’ and why she needed to use that word in the first place is beyond me but that’s not important.
I tried to sound it out I just didn’t know how to spell it. There were like a bunch of other people they were all watching. I just broke down in tears then and there and ran to the bathroom. It was so embarrassing. I left like 3 hours early as I just couldn’t take being there anymore. I can’t stop thinking about it. I made myself look so stupid in front of everyone. I know I have to go back there soon but I can’t handle the humiliation and + I’m going to be in trouble with the boss for leaving early. I really don’t know what to do.
For decades I’ve spent too much time here. The internet is not real life. With 8 billion people, it’s incredibly easy to find a few hundred assholes at a time, they tend to find each other online. You had maybe a dozen people around you total in the moment.
Besides, correcting grammar on the internet is basically a meme coming from the days of forums. Sometimes even then, people are genuinely just trying to help. It’s not that I’m being naive or trying to say most people are good people (though there’s an argument for that), but I’m saying most people don’t care enough about each other to think about something like this for more than a few minutes. The only new thing is that people keep recording shit now and posting it online, which sometimes goes viral. If that didn’t happen then you’re good.
Look at this post if you want to consider the internet, you have 38 upvotes and 2 downvotes and several people offering advice in the comments. MOST people just don’t really care enough to judge you for this.
I will concede that from what I’ve experienced jobs where you’re flipping burgers (McDonalds, Burger King, places like that) you can have a lot more young people working and it can sometimes feel like high school again, but it’s usually just their own drama.