These are my SC's from the last 2 days
THAT'S WHAT I SAID
SB=stupid bitch
R=crew person on counter
JF=me
C=crew person making food
C: Hey JF R just rang up chicken strips plain can you ask what that means?
JF: (walks over to R)Um what's chicken strips plain mean?
R:Oh she asked for a number 11 plain i'll check
SB:Yes i want a number 11 plain not the value meal
R:Oh you just want the strips not the meal
SBin an extremely snotty tone)yes that's what I said a number 11 plain
R:Yeah ok
What the fuck? a number 11 is the MEAL if you don't want the meal YOU DON'T WANT A NUMBER 11!!!!! You fail at buying food please go home and starve.
It's about time
H=hardworking fellow manager
JF=me again yay!
BW=bitchy woman
JFbusily trying to put orders together for counter and drive thru)
BWstanding in lobby looking pissy) EXCUSE ME CAN I GET MY FOOD AT SOME POINT
Hhears idiot yelling from the back and comes up to help knowing i'm not having a good night) Ma'am what did you have?
BWrudely) Just a hamburger hmph
H: OK here you go
BW: (still rudely) Well I'm glad you came along
Fuck you lady there were 7 people in the drive thru before you.
SOCKS SOCKS SOCKS!!!
NWTB=nasty white trash bitch
JF=still me!
C=crew member on counter
C: JF this lady needs to talk to you
JF: yes ma'am?
NWTB: (very rudely) That woman working in the play place said my kids can't play without socks and that they're $2 whole dollars a pair! We just went to a funeral and they have flip flops on we were in the car for 6 hours!(you let them go to a funeral in flip flops? my mother wouldn't have let me go in less than dress clothes)
JFputs up with this exact same thing DAILY and is tired of it) That's right they can't play without socks it's the health code
NWTB: well none of the other places make them wear socks
JF: As I said it's the health code and I'm not going to ignore it
NWTB: The other places do!
JF: I have no control over them but here your kids will wear socks
NWTB: FINE (then sends her husband to get socks out of the car.
I know why don't you go eat at one of those other places that ignores the health code?
My husband runs a fast food place!
K=crew person handing out food in drive thru
SB=sauce bitch
JF=you probably know
K:JF this lady wants 5 ranch 5 buffalo 5 sweet and sour and 5 BBQ
JF: No way let me talk to her (walks over to window) ma'am I can't let you have that much sauce without charging you
SB: What that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!
JF: Ok how many nuggets do you have?
SB: 20!
JF: yeah well if you want that much sauce I'll have to charge you extra
SB: That's stupid my husband is a general manager at a fast food place and he always gives people sauces!
JF: ok so do you want to pay for extra?
SB: (now being snotty) NO just give me what you can (then after i turn around) THIS IS FUCKING STUPID ( I very nearly turned right back and told her NO SAUCE FOR YOU then thought better of it)
JF: (puts 7 or 8 things of sauce in her bag) here you go
SB:I'm going to write the worst complaint you've ever gotten!!(i doubt that)
Go to hell and die or better yet go to fucking walmart and buy a bottle of each sauce. You don't need one cup of sauce per fucking nugget.
On the bright side I only have to work 2 more days till I get a day off. Of course Sunday customers are usually the worst of the week so everyone pray for me.
THAT'S WHAT I SAID
SB=stupid bitch
R=crew person on counter
JF=me
C=crew person making food
C: Hey JF R just rang up chicken strips plain can you ask what that means?
JF: (walks over to R)Um what's chicken strips plain mean?
R:Oh she asked for a number 11 plain i'll check
SB:Yes i want a number 11 plain not the value meal
R:Oh you just want the strips not the meal
SBin an extremely snotty tone)yes that's what I said a number 11 plain
R:Yeah ok
What the fuck? a number 11 is the MEAL if you don't want the meal YOU DON'T WANT A NUMBER 11!!!!! You fail at buying food please go home and starve.
It's about time
H=hardworking fellow manager
JF=me again yay!
BW=bitchy woman
JFbusily trying to put orders together for counter and drive thru)
BWstanding in lobby looking pissy) EXCUSE ME CAN I GET MY FOOD AT SOME POINT
Hhears idiot yelling from the back and comes up to help knowing i'm not having a good night) Ma'am what did you have?
BWrudely) Just a hamburger hmph
H: OK here you go
BW: (still rudely) Well I'm glad you came along
Fuck you lady there were 7 people in the drive thru before you.
SOCKS SOCKS SOCKS!!!
NWTB=nasty white trash bitch
JF=still me!
C=crew member on counter
C: JF this lady needs to talk to you
JF: yes ma'am?
NWTB: (very rudely) That woman working in the play place said my kids can't play without socks and that they're $2 whole dollars a pair! We just went to a funeral and they have flip flops on we were in the car for 6 hours!(you let them go to a funeral in flip flops? my mother wouldn't have let me go in less than dress clothes)
JFputs up with this exact same thing DAILY and is tired of it) That's right they can't play without socks it's the health code
NWTB: well none of the other places make them wear socks
JF: As I said it's the health code and I'm not going to ignore it
NWTB: The other places do!
JF: I have no control over them but here your kids will wear socks
NWTB: FINE (then sends her husband to get socks out of the car.
I know why don't you go eat at one of those other places that ignores the health code?
My husband runs a fast food place!
K=crew person handing out food in drive thru
SB=sauce bitch
JF=you probably know
K:JF this lady wants 5 ranch 5 buffalo 5 sweet and sour and 5 BBQ
JF: No way let me talk to her (walks over to window) ma'am I can't let you have that much sauce without charging you
SB: What that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!
JF: Ok how many nuggets do you have?
SB: 20!
JF: yeah well if you want that much sauce I'll have to charge you extra
SB: That's stupid my husband is a general manager at a fast food place and he always gives people sauces!
JF: ok so do you want to pay for extra?
SB: (now being snotty) NO just give me what you can (then after i turn around) THIS IS FUCKING STUPID ( I very nearly turned right back and told her NO SAUCE FOR YOU then thought better of it)
JF: (puts 7 or 8 things of sauce in her bag) here you go
SB:I'm going to write the worst complaint you've ever gotten!!(i doubt that)
Go to hell and die or better yet go to fucking walmart and buy a bottle of each sauce. You don't need one cup of sauce per fucking nugget.
On the bright side I only have to work 2 more days till I get a day off. Of course Sunday customers are usually the worst of the week so everyone pray for me.
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