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So. I had my first full-on panic attack today. At work while I was clocking out. They were afraid I was having a heart attack, so they called an ambulance. Wonderful. I hope I don't have to pay for this.

I'm now working at a fast food restaurant. I won't say which one. They show you a video on how to run the register one day, have you watch someone the next day, then put you in front of the register the third day. WHAT? Maybe if I had a photographic memory, I'd have been fine, but the place was short staffed anyway, and I was the only one on register. I kept having to yell for help.

In fact, at one point I yelled "I'm freaking out! I'm freaking out! I'm freaking out! I'm freaking out!" (Yes, four times ) at the supervisor's back. He said"It's just hamburgers." and came over to help me.

At least I didn't run away! I thought about it though. Repeatedly.

My cousin said "You said that?"And I said "Yes."

And she said "In front of customers?"

And I said "Yes." Then she laughed and said "You shouldn't do that." And I said "I couldn't help it!" I went back the next day. Good thing I'm taking my medication, I suppose!