I began working at chipotle with excited intentions and also the common false hope of getting promoted (YEAH RIGHT). After going through orientation and finding out about all the naturally raised meat and humanely raised livestock yada yada yada I was pumped to be working for such an honest company. My first day went great with this real laid back manager and great staff that really helped each other out. (the next day that manager quit). well a couple months goes by and things go wrong I get mistreated but keep listening to my moms ever true advice just ignore them they don't mean anything. Well then I found out I'm pregnant about 5 weeks along and morning sickness ( I mean 24 hour sickness) is really taking a toll, but i'm working my ass off and coming to work even though I can barely make the two hour ritual every morning just to get to work on time. While working my 7-9 hour shifts, it's natural that i'm going to get queezy and want to up chuck. I don't know about any of you but if you've ever been pregnant or even sick in general it is VERY hard to hold it in... One night it was a fairly busy night as usual and I am SWEATING because i have to vomit so badly. Now I work on cashier so I can't really just say I need to go to the bathroom and leave. So i went to the back when I had no more than 4 customers in line still ordering food and ask my manager if i could go to the bathroom because I really needed to puke and if he could put someone on drawer two just for a bit so i could go. He looked at me and said, "Do you see anyone that isn't working right now?" So I nearly in tears and barely even able to speak without more than words coming out, walk back to the register and get the line through. I go back again and begging him to please just put someone on the drawer or at least let me just go because there are no customers in line at all and i could make it back to ring up anyone that came in. He gave me a really stern look and said, "fine but be fast." So i ran to the bathroom and not even able to lock the door fell to the ground and worshipped the porcelein throne. Afterwards feeling a bit better I return to work and finish my shift without another request to use the bathroom the rest of the night. The next day I come to work to open in the morning and my manager pulls me into his office with another manager to have a "talk". I honestly had no idea what he could possibly need to talk to me about so I sit down and wait for his word. "Do you know why you're in here".. ." um no?" .."It was about last night, when you came into the back demanding that someone take over cash because you are not capable of doing your job when you had a line to the door of customers." I looked at him in utter shock and disgust and I said, "excuse me? no, I came back here when there was no more than 5 people in that line and NOONE was at the register yet and you sent me back up and then I came back when there wasn't anyone..." and before i could say anything more he cuts me off and says,"That's not why we're in here, (WHAT? THAN WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING IN HERE?) It's the fact that your pregnancy is too much for you to handle along with the job, with you coming in and asking for someone to cover you so you can use the bathroom every 5 minutes is unacceptable it puts us behind because we're all back here trying to do our jobs. and when you can't even do your job correctly we have to step up and do it for you." I started crying because i'm already an emotional wreck with raging hormones and he says, "you don't need to cry you just need to suck it up. We don't care about your well being if you need to throw up every 5 minutes that's your problem, toughen up. We care about your job and your employment. So you need to make the decision either you're going to have to realize that you can't handle a job and your pregnancy or your gonna have to just toughen up and do your job correctly." and all this time I'm fighting back tears and not saying a word and the other manager who has been through pregnancy and working is sitting there nodding her head and agreeing with him. I was so furious with both of them I couldn't speak he went on for another ten minutes about how I am such a horrible worker and that he's always picking up my slack when I know damn good and well what a good worker I am getting compliments all the time from coworkers AND customers. I still have not reported it to this day because I know for a fact that nothing will get done with it. My GM who got promoted to restaurater recently would have said that's hearsay. I cannot wait for the day when I quit when i can just speak my mind with my two favorite fingers pointing straight in their direction.