Anxiety Attack

My new position as Area Supervisor comes with much responsibility.
Not only must I ensure that all the stores look exactly the same, I must also check that each staff member displays the appropriate levels of energy and enthusiasm in order to connect with, laugh with and uplift the lives of our customers.
While inspecting my sixteenth store in two days, I became disorientated. I checked that the Organic Shade Grown Mexican blend was adequately sign posted, forgot which store I was in and had a mild anxiety attack.
The Shift Supervisor left her work station and directed me to a beige couch in the far corner of the store, and instructed me to breathe deeply into a reusable, recyclable 100% biodegradable paper bag.
As this is a common occurrence amongst staff members forced to spend time in multiple stores, my request for sick leave was granted immediately.

Management

My recent foray into low budget film has earned me a promotion.

I am now Area Supervisor, a position which comes with many perks, the main one being that I am superior to the manager formerly known as the dish pig.

I have a company car, a company credit card and a company phone. I spend my days driving from one chain store to another ensuring that they all look the same. Most of these stores are in the outer suburbs so I have asked for special permission to carry a weapon.