Characters, me a shy 16y.o male who works at WalMart, Rude and pushy man(RPM) probably 30-35 y.o maybe around 6’’0, RPM’s wife (WPR), And my manager (MM) who knows I have Social Anxiety Disorder. So, this all happened during the BLACK FRIDAY, so I was pretty anxious/restless, I was only a hour into my shift, 10:45 AM-6:45(I should add, I’m homeschooled, that’s Why I have a 7 hour work day)and i has already checked out, at least 300 people, and trust me I was watching that clock for break. Then, RPM shows up, lookin like the typical nice guy, and RPM’s wife follows him, he has 3 SHOPPING CARTS FULL OF STUFF and he plops all I of it into the counter, having to leave some of it still in the cart and having to put it on when there was space, after like, 65% of the stuff, I accidentally double scanned an item.

RPM: “Hey! YOU DOUBLE SCAMMED ONE OF MY ITEMS!!!! FIX IT NOW!!!1!!!1!1!1!l
Me: “0-0kay s-s-sir I’ll fix it. Just gimme a minute,”
RPM:”NO!! NOWW!!!!!1!1!1!1!!!!!!1!!!!”
WPR:”Are you gonna sit there?! Do something!”
At this point I’m shaking, holding back an anxiety attack, trying to do what I’m supposed to do.
ME: *delets both times item was scanned, scans again, only once.*
RPM:”NOW ONTO THE NEXT!!!!! GO! I DONT HAVE ALL DAY!!!” 
WPR: “I have to go! C’mon!
Everyone is hearing what is going on, and everyone starts to stare, to whisper, I’m trying calm down, and scan the next item
ME:*with shaky hands, I scan the next item, it scans twice... again.* 
RPM: “HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO GIVE YOU TO GET IT RIGHT!!!?!?!?!”
ME:”Sir I’m trying! I can’t focus when you’re going to fast, please slow down!” At this point I’m having full on anxiety attack, sweaty palms, shaking, hyperventilating, sweating, the full 9 yards.
MM:”Ethan, go home. I’ll handle this.”
ME:*gets up and walks to break room gets my stuff, and leaves*
So, AITA for this? 
