Another downer story; When will things go up?

So as everyone knows, I hate the world of retail. Being a college graduate and all, I would think that I have more potential than to be begging for hours at a retail store. Now I have even more reason to hate it though: my store manager.

1- I'm used to working an 8 hour shift, no biggy. However, on Wednesday I'm at the end of my shift, after doing a LOT of moving and construction (preparing for the holiday sales), I'm feeling pretty damn tired. Especially after I had to move a 48'' glass tabletop from the back of the store all the way to the front, I realize "DAMN, I think I fucked my back up with all of this lifting". After asking another associate to help me take the glass out of the packaging, the store manager asks whats wrong. I explain, simply, that my back really hurts, and it doesn't feel normal. I kinda want to re-live this conversation, so you can understand my anger.
*glare* "You're back hurts?"
"Yes, do you think I'm lying?"
"How much time to do you have left"
*I look at my watch* "I have 10 minutes left"
" Then go home and stop being dead weight here"

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WHAT THE FUUCCKKK?!!?!!?!? Of course I decided to move to a different project and NOT give up my hours, but seriously, WHAT THE HELL IS HER PROBLEM? Why would a manager be so unprofessional and SUCH AN ASS?!?!?! Oh, but it gets better, there is more...

2- Friday I called off my shift as -soon- as the store opened, because I had to find my dad's hospital in Gary, and see if there was any possibility of him being accepted for an early leave (This was a stressful situation, but to summarize: my dad was taken to a hospital and held for 2 1/2 days against his own will. Fun) With all of of this on my plate, I knew that going into work wouldn't be the best thing. I didn't want to risk being late, and I knew that my emotional state wasn't stable enough to deal with stupid people. Well, luckily someone came to me and gave me some surprising news on how the store manager reacted to me calling the 4-hour shift off. "Well, she APPARENTLY is calling off so she can be with her boyfriend! I can't believe her!" <--*store manager* Yeah. You know what I'm thinking most likely. I EXPLAINED THAT MY FATHER IS IN THE HOSPITAL, AND THAT I HAD TO BE THERE!!! I CALLED YOU AS SOON AS I FUCKING KNEW SO THAT YOU WOULD BE ABLE TO REPLACE THE SHIFT WITH A REASONABLE AMOUNT OF TIME!! MY BOYFRIEND DOESN'T EVEN GET OFF OF WORK UNTIL 4PM, SO WHY WOULD I CALL OFF A 1-5 SHIFT!?!! IT MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE!!! *shudder* I have no idea what kind of grudge this bitch has against me, but its really starting to kill me. BUT WAIT! There's more!! Filler: If you don't know, my Dad was denied for Long-Term disability again, MAINLY due to a doctor believing that a 4-hour long physical examination test was not "consistent". OF COURSE IT WONT BE YOU DUMBASS, my dad's DISABLED, and barely has enough endurance to stand over the sink and do dishes for longer than 15 minutes!!! UUGGHHH.... Anyways, the point of this is that we're more than likely going to be loosing our house. I informed my store manager of this (even though I despise her and want to run a fork into her eye continuously), and asked if I could work more hours within my part-time limits (up to 30). She explained that it would not be possible, and suggested I find a second job. So be it, I understand, and therefore got an application at Bath and Body the next day to apply for a seasonal position (which omg, she seemed to get mad about. I really don't understand this bitch). NOW... onto: 3-Every Monday there is a truck to unload. I've been assigned to work this shift with two other people every week. Usually we have the driver come to the store at 5am, and we'll work for an 8 hour shift. HOWEVER, sometimes the shift changes to 8:30-5. No biggie. Well, no biggie if you KNOW. -NO ONE- told me of the shift time change. I went to the store at 5am, and waited for 20 minutes to realize that no one was coming. I then continued to stay up and call every 30 minutes to make sure I wouldn't be late to my shift. The surprising thing to me is... I called off work Friday, due to my dad being kidnapped and held in the hospital against his will... Well since I called off Friday, explaining that my father was in the hospital, you would figure that if a truck-shift changes for the SAME 3 PEOPLE... well, someone would call you, right? I'll openly admit that I could of called and checked the time, but I kinda had a lot on my plate. To top it off, I then had to explain to the store manager that I could not stay after 1:30. I had to take my Dad to all of his appointments that day, and we based that schedule on what was given to me earlier, being a 5-1:30 shift. You can imagine I kinda got some shitt for that... Someone shoot me in my face...

BUT WAAIITT! THERE IS STILL -MORE-

I am grateful that most of the people that I work with are amazing, considerate people. Otherwise, I wouldn't know all of horrible things my store manager says/does behind my back.

4- That same Monday, the manager at Bath and Body that I interviewed with called to ask about the work-reference I had listed (trust me I would of LOVED to not list Pier1 as my employer, but they needed to know if I was currently working with anyone. Grrr...). I guess Mrs. Store Manager really was really wanting to hold a grudge with me, because she refused to give information as a reference. HERES THE KICKER THOUGH! The Bath and Body manager asked the stereo-typical question, "If you could hire her again, would you?", and store manager answers with a big "NO!"

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OMG.... she tells me to look for another job, and when I do, she just decides to fuck me over . Wonderful. Fucking WONDERFUL.

I'm loosing composure right now. I feel like I can't win, no matter how hard I try. I just want to give up on all of this. What the hell am I supposed to do?