I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Good or bad, things come along when they do to test you, to teach you, and to help you grow.
Yesterday I quit my job at Subway. Here's the whole story: Since the day I first started working there I heard stories of people not getting paid for the hours they worked. And I'm not just talking one person, I'm talking four different people told me that at some point or another their paychecks were short. Whenever we clock out at the end of our day the register prints out a time sheet, and I always keep mine. Every two weeks when I get my paystub I compare the hours on it to my sheets and then once I've confirmed it's all good I toss them.
In the beginning of October my parents were visiting so I was on vacation for a week, during that time my manager, who was fed up with the way she was being treated, quit. That left us with no one in charge so the district manager took over some of the duties such as payroll.