Burnout, Bad Managers, and Breaking Points
I gave the gig apps a real shot. I signed up for Amazon Flex, but quickly hit a wall — they had a long waiting list, and I never got approved. Meanwhile, I kept checking Roadie, but even when I logged in at different times, I could never seem to grab a delivery. The competition was insane. This was right after the pandemic ended, and everyone was trying to make extra money, flooding the platforms with drivers.
When I did the math, even the gigs I could have accepted didn’t make much sense financially. The wear and tear on my 2016 Ford Expedition, the gas, and the time just weren’t worth it. So I stopped depending on my car and shifted my focus.
Enter the Night Shift
Instead of delivery apps, I asked around. I talked to friends and family to see if anyone knew of part-time night jobs. That’s when my brother told me his grocery store was hiring for overnight shelf stockers. I applied, met with his boss, and she liked my enthusiasm. I was honest about my availability and that I had a full-time day job — she was cool with that.
At first, it worked.
I started working 11 PM to 4 AM, two to three nights a week. Sometimes I’d pick up an extra shift. The night manager and I had a good rhythm, and for a while, everything flowed.
But then, things changed.
The company rotated managers every few quarters, and a new night manager took over. He didn’t care about team flow or people’s situations — he just wanted to look good to upper management. At first, he started scheduling me for full 8-hour overnight shifts. I explained multiple times that this was a second job for me and I couldn’t work full-time nights and still function at my main job during the day.
He didn’t care.
He told me to update my availability in the system. When I asked how, he told me to “ask the day manager” — but I couldn’t talk to them because I was already working during the day. It felt like he was intentionally ignoring me, hoping I’d just quit.
Instead, I pushed through.
For months, I was working 40 hours at my day job and 30+ hours overnight. I was averaging 5 hours of sleep a week. I don’t even remember most of that year — birthdays, holidays, special moments with my wife, kids, and grandkids. It’s all a blur.
😵💫 Total Burnout
Eventually, it caught up with me.
My mental health crashed. I was snappy, constantly tired, and had no control over where my money was going. You’d think with two jobs, I’d be saving money — but I wasn’t. I was too exhausted to budget, too foggy to plan. All the extra hours and stress led to bad decisions and impulse spending.
One night, after blowing up at my wife for no real reason, I broke down. I turned off my alarm for the night shift — and never turned it back on. I didn’t call in. I didn’t give notice. I just quit.
Was it the right way to leave? No. But I was completely drained. I was deep in a kind of burnout that most people don’t understand unless they’ve lived it. No sleep. No control. Just survival mode.
At the time, I had just finished paying off my car loan and was about 5 months away from paying off a personal loan. I thought I could manage the bills with just my main job again.
I was wrong.
Aftermath & the Cost of Overworking
Even after quitting the night job, the effects lingered. My judgment was off. My ability to plan, budget, or even think clearly was wrecked. I was still spending like I had two incomes, but only had one. I didn’t even realize how deep I was getting in until it was too late.
The bills ballooned. My mental health tanked. And it took almost a full year for me to start feeling like myself again.
Looking back, I know I got in over my head. I let survival mode take over, and I paid for it — financially, emotionally, and mentally. And the truth is, a lot of people are out there doing the same thing right now. Grinding day and night, trying to hold it all together.
👉 Coming soon: Part 3 — Climbing Out
How I started rebuilding from burnout and learning how to manage again
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