I've worked in high-stress IT jobs with toxic levels of stress and pressure. I've been on both sides of a 2 hour tag-team excoriation, do-or-you'll-never-work-again situations. Held a billion dollar server in my hands and serviced it while ten guys are standing around me with giant frowny mother-in-law faces watching my every move.

If I had a breakdown like this over stupid shit at my job, I'd be on a black list and out the door.

This is made worse that she just doesn't GET IT. Your shit-tier fast food took a little longer than expected. Oh no. Not that. Meanwhile people are walking out their door to get food not knowing if today is the day that the slave patrol is going to pick them out of the crowd for their little sadistic thrill or even just the banality that they needed a victim to make their arrest quota for the month.

A little fucking perspective, Madame.