Take Out The Trash

I was working at Arby’s when this girl was hired as assistant
manager. I don’t think she had a lick of brain power. She was utterly
useless, but she was forced on our store by the district manager.

One night when she was closing manager, she asked me to take the
trash out at close. That was against policy since it’s not safe to go
out back after dark. So, I reminded her of policy and she replied,
“Come on. Please take out the trash.” I proceeded to remind her of
the policy again and she actually whined at me and said,
“Oh…pleeeeeeease?” I reminded her, yet again, of the policy. She
whined again. I couldn’t take it anymore. I just grabbed one bag,
took it out to the trash and left.

The next day, I talked to the GM. He then talked to her. She
proceeded to roll her eyes and salute him while saying, “Yes sir!”
Mind you, the GM is an active veteran of the Iraqi war, so he didn’t
take kindly to that. She was fired quickly afterwards.

A-1 & A-2

I’ve spent most of my teenage and some of my adult years in the food
industry. I started at a little mom and pop fast food joint, opening
and working the place from the ground up. I had the easiest job
there, starting as a fry cook. I busted my tail and got promoted to
shift manager in a relatively short time. While on shift on a pretty
spring day, another employee helped themselves to my last $40 in my
wallet. I immediately took my GM outside with me and tried to wean
off the urge to go back in there waving a hot biscuit pan around. I
broke into tears of rage, betrayal, whatever you want to call them. I
had intended to take my son and my husband to the movies with my last
$40. My GM, let’s call him A-1, was just as furious as me. He called
up his bank and gave me the forty dollars that another employee had
stolen from me on his shift. All in all, eventually under reasons I
never understood A-1 was fired from his position. Immediately
afterwords A-2 filled his position. A-2 was six feet four inches of
sweat, tobacco, and unsweetened tea. He had sweat all over his forehead,
and would wipe it with his hands and keep making your burger. The man
ordered 6 BLTs and ate ALL of them while on break and didn’t clock
out. He would spend 30 mins to an hour outside smoking having phone
sex with his equally HUGE G/F. He stills runs the place to this day.

Scissor Me Timbers

I work at a forklift warehouse and I was playing around on a scissor lift.
I decided to see what he was up to in his office by spying through his window.
He was watching porn…

Pick Up The Pace

My brother was tragically killed 3 years ago when he was 18. My boss at
the time told me I wasn’t working hard enough 1 week after his death
and that I would have to pick my pace up and work harder.