I am male also. I made a small mistake at an old job. I had two boxes and two pizzas, same toppings and everything but one was medium, one was large. They both looked the same size to me, so I eyeballed em. Got em mixed up, put em the wrong boxes. Asked someone to double check me, cause I was just confused as shit and make sure I got em right. Small mistake. I didn't break the entire oven or something costly. Manager goes off on me over it.

I've always been a bit 'emotionally unstable'. BPD or bipolar, or something. Nobody knows it seems. Just don't do yelling. Can't handle the shit. PTSD or some shit. Anyway, that's the story of me, a male, ballin my eyes out over mixing up two identical lookin pizzas. Like 'mom just died' level crying over this shit. Nothing else was going on. No deaths, breakups or anything. Thing is, I have no control over it. I can't control my emotions.

I'm the best worker you will meet. Never catch me sitting around socializing or anything unless there is literally nothing to do. I was just emotionally fucked up a little (not in a dangerous way, just in a confusing "The fucks he doin" kinda way. Im completely harmless.). I shut off and just work, work, work if I'm having an 'episode' at work. But sometimes, shit happens, you cant control, and aint shit you can do.

Anyway, I think it should be more 'acceptable' or atleast just ignored as long as it isn't incapacitating em. Felt so ashamed and judged, I just quit cause of the view of it being 'unprofessional' and folks talking behind my back. I was still doin my work, just with a rainstorm on my face.

If ya gotta be 100% emotionally stable to be professional and work, then the USA better shape up their welfare programs, cause that just aint ever gonna be me.