"I was working at [a sandwich chain] in the food court of our local mall. I was 16 years old with a great work ethic, and I didn't really have anything to lose. My manager started taking advantage of the position by placing all of his duties on me as he walked around the mall socializing for the majority of his shift.

"The day I quit, we were pretty busy. When we finally slowed down that day, I decided to take a break around two hours into my shift. I talked to a friend at the counter. My manager had finally arrived back from doing who knows what.

"He asked about how things were going and about the food prep. I told him we were getting on it soon and that we'd been busy. He then ordered me to cut some onions. Seeing the expression on my face, a newly hired employee jumped in and offered to do this. As she went to the back, I decided to continue the conversation with my classmate at the counter. A minute later, my manager made the same request — this time with more emphasis: 'Didn't I say to cut onions?'

"My aggravated response was, 'Didn't you hear the trainee say she'd do it?' The last thing I remember was his exact response: 'Boy, don't play with me.'

"At this moment I blanked out, said a few choice words I can't quite recall, stormed through the back, threw my apron across the counter, and made it known that the next and last time he'd see me was when I'd return to pick up my check." — Anonymous