Yesterday was my first official day in the new department. I had a total mental breakdown. The first one was while i was still at work while on the phone with a supervisor, and i cried like a little bitch. Then after work i went over to my best girlfriend's place, Genny B., and had another melt down over there, and this one in front of one of her friends, who i know, but not all that well. I have to keep reminding myself that no one's expecting me to perform right away, that everyone needs an adjustment period, but I really don't think i'll be able to do this job. The customers are rude and they're all from Toronto, ALL of them. You tell them it's your first day and instead of being understanding about it they take it as an opening, thinking that if they talk to my supervisor he'll be able to accomplish more then me, which isn't true at all. All that does is make me feel even shittier. And i had the bright fucking idea to take a schedule that finishes at 7h30 all week.... thank god i have friday off.