
18.
“On my nineteenth birthday, I got into a car accident that basically totaled my car. The next day, my period started, and I was scheduled to work open to close at the coffee shop I worked at for the ‘birthday’ event marking the anniversary of the company’s creation, with different deals.”
“My cramps were awful, I was getting waves of heat and nausea, and had to be moved to register. It got worse and worse, and eventually I had to excuse myself to puke out the back door into the alley, not once but twice. I asked to go home at that point, in tears, and my manager, the man who owned that particular franchise location, told me he knew periods didn’t do that because he had a long-term girlfriend, it had never happened to her, and he didn’t appreciate my ‘crocodile tears.’ Still, he let me go home and then called me once I got there to fire me. The man employed almost exclusively teenage girls and young women in their early 20s.”
—clairew4cf1db903
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