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Tip Towed.
It was a balmy Saturday evening at fast food hell. All the teenagers had come and gone to their parties, movies, or whatnot, leaving our lobby now empty and trashed. As we were short staffed, the manager of the store had come in to help out, and was now out cleaning the lobby.
As you can probably guess, he was not happy about this.
As I was wiping down greasy surfaces, waiting for the next wave of customers, I noticed him looking up and sighing as he worked. This went on for a few minutes, with me thinking that He was just unhappy about doing menial tasks.
Little did I know he was plotting.
As I had my back turned to him and the lobby, I hear a loud "CRACK" and whip around. He threw the broom down and was huffing his way back behind the counter. This could only spell trouble.
He tells each of us to come to the front counter. Even the guys in the grill. He then asks us all what we drive.
As we're looking at him, wondering what is going on, he starts to explain. You see, those teenagers had come and gone, and had trashed the lobby. One person had even gone so far as to write out "Here's your tip:" in ketchup, with 2 pennies next to it. And our manager was going to get his revenge.
Because while there was only about 6 of us working the shift, and zero customers in our lobby, there were 22 cars parked outside.
Yes, 22.
And only 4 of us had driven ourselves to work.
He asked us all to write our license plate #'s down. He then took that list to the back office, where he placed a phone call. Then he came back a few minutes later and started back to cleaning the lobby.
No more than 15 minutes later, 4 tow trucks showed up. One driver came all but running inside to meet with the manager. He had the manager hurriedly sign some paperwork, explained that more trucks were on the way, and they'd take care of the problem.
As we watched, car after car was towed off the premises. Some were junkers, most were in the "OK" state, but there was a newer model corvette and a brand new explorer there.
Every car but ours was towed off the premises.
Of course, we all knew what was going to happen next.
And it did.
Teenagers came back with their friends to pick up their cars, only to find them gone. They rushed inside to report their cars stolen. We pointed them to the manager, who had a list of license plates and vehicle makes/models, and if they were on the list, he gave them the information of the towing company.
Of course they were all pissed.
Most screamed and shouted and then left. One came back with her parents. Another one came back with the police, who looked over our managers paperwork, told the people there was nothing they could do, and then left.
But in the end, to get their vehicles back, they ALL payed the towing charges: $125. And because some let their vehicles sit with the towing company a few days, they also payed more.
On the brightside, when the complaints rolled in to the owners, and threats of lawsuits were made, the owners fully backed up the manager.
That was, incidentally, the last time our lobby was ever that trashed.
As you can probably guess, he was not happy about this.
As I was wiping down greasy surfaces, waiting for the next wave of customers, I noticed him looking up and sighing as he worked. This went on for a few minutes, with me thinking that He was just unhappy about doing menial tasks.
Little did I know he was plotting.
As I had my back turned to him and the lobby, I hear a loud "CRACK" and whip around. He threw the broom down and was huffing his way back behind the counter. This could only spell trouble.
He tells each of us to come to the front counter. Even the guys in the grill. He then asks us all what we drive.
As we're looking at him, wondering what is going on, he starts to explain. You see, those teenagers had come and gone, and had trashed the lobby. One person had even gone so far as to write out "Here's your tip:" in ketchup, with 2 pennies next to it. And our manager was going to get his revenge.
Because while there was only about 6 of us working the shift, and zero customers in our lobby, there were 22 cars parked outside.
Yes, 22.
And only 4 of us had driven ourselves to work.
He asked us all to write our license plate #'s down. He then took that list to the back office, where he placed a phone call. Then he came back a few minutes later and started back to cleaning the lobby.
No more than 15 minutes later, 4 tow trucks showed up. One driver came all but running inside to meet with the manager. He had the manager hurriedly sign some paperwork, explained that more trucks were on the way, and they'd take care of the problem.
As we watched, car after car was towed off the premises. Some were junkers, most were in the "OK" state, but there was a newer model corvette and a brand new explorer there.
Every car but ours was towed off the premises.
Of course, we all knew what was going to happen next.
And it did.
Teenagers came back with their friends to pick up their cars, only to find them gone. They rushed inside to report their cars stolen. We pointed them to the manager, who had a list of license plates and vehicle makes/models, and if they were on the list, he gave them the information of the towing company.
Of course they were all pissed.
Most screamed and shouted and then left. One came back with her parents. Another one came back with the police, who looked over our managers paperwork, told the people there was nothing they could do, and then left.
But in the end, to get their vehicles back, they ALL payed the towing charges: $125. And because some let their vehicles sit with the towing company a few days, they also payed more.
On the brightside, when the complaints rolled in to the owners, and threats of lawsuits were made, the owners fully backed up the manager.
That was, incidentally, the last time our lobby was ever that trashed.
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