Part of this thread is Morons in Management.
I did not have a nice shift today. For starters, I was not supposed to be working in the first place. I am on holiday tomorrow, and I was meant to be using today to pack and get everything organised. Of course, the pub chose to completely ignore this, and put me down to work anyway. So that put me in a bitter mood, which wasn't helped by the fact that we were understaffed and the only other person on was completely useless. She started work after I did, she had her break before I did (and came back late), she had two cigarette breaks after that, and to top it all off, she was sent home early.
I truely believe the manager did it just to piss me off. He kept making snide comments about me being in a bad mood, and how I was supposed to be happy and smiley all the time, despite the fact that they have fucked me over for about the millionth time this month. I ended up snapping and telling him I was sick to death with the shocking treatment the staff were getting, and that I was very glad that I was getting away for a couple of weeks. The response I got:
"You need to grow up and accept that you are in the real world now, and that work is not easy"
I replied "Excuse me? I know that work is not easy, but I have another job, remember? And in that job I work with children with all kinds of behaviour problems or conditions such as ADHD or autism, I can have some kids swearing or being violent in the classroom, and it is not a fraction as difficult as this place is!"
I walked away and carried on clearing tables. I was in a terrible mood. I just wanted to go home.
A little while later, I was informed that someone had ordered the fish again. We hadn't had a food delivery, so the stocks were a bit low. The co-worker who rang in through was new and didn't know we had ran out. I went to change the order, and the story was very similar to the second story in this thread.
http://www.customerssuck.com/board/s...ad.php?t=66340
Me: Hi there, who ordered the fish?
SC: Me.
Me: I'm really sorry, but we have ran out...
SC: *gives a very long sigh*
Me: Is there anything else I can get you?
SC: No! Nothing! Just get me a refund!
Me: OK, so you want a refund on both your meals?
SC: Yes! Just get us our money back!
Me: Right.
I processed the refund and handed it back to them.
SC: So what are we having instead?
Me: Oh...I thought you didn't want anything...
SC: *sighs* Well, I just assumed seeing as you were so useless, we were getting something for free....
Me: Oh did you?
I walked away. The SC's must have got the hint because they went to the bar, and ordered something else. I had the joy of taking their new meals out to them, and it was literally just as I was about to finish. I actually saw my dad's car draw up outside the pub. I was almost out of there....
I gave the SC's their meals.
SC: *sighs* Well, it is not what I want, but I suppose it will do. Even though I am not going to enjoy it...
Her husband turned to me.
SCH: Every time we come here we have a terrible time.
SC: That's right. We come in at least twice a week, and every time we come here, we always have a problem...
SCH: You always run out of what we want to eat. We never leave here happy.
SC: *sighs* That's right, it's always terrible here....
SCH: So what does it take to have a decent meal?
It was now time for me to leave, and with the terrible mood I was in, I didn't care.
Me: Perhaps you should stop punishing yourselves and eat somewhere else.
I darted out the door and into my dad's car. I heard a shocked "What did he say to us?!!?" as I left.
I think I should stop punishing myself as well. Hopefully I will have time to find another job during my time off. I doubt it though.
I did not have a nice shift today. For starters, I was not supposed to be working in the first place. I am on holiday tomorrow, and I was meant to be using today to pack and get everything organised. Of course, the pub chose to completely ignore this, and put me down to work anyway. So that put me in a bitter mood, which wasn't helped by the fact that we were understaffed and the only other person on was completely useless. She started work after I did, she had her break before I did (and came back late), she had two cigarette breaks after that, and to top it all off, she was sent home early.
I truely believe the manager did it just to piss me off. He kept making snide comments about me being in a bad mood, and how I was supposed to be happy and smiley all the time, despite the fact that they have fucked me over for about the millionth time this month. I ended up snapping and telling him I was sick to death with the shocking treatment the staff were getting, and that I was very glad that I was getting away for a couple of weeks. The response I got:
"You need to grow up and accept that you are in the real world now, and that work is not easy"
I replied "Excuse me? I know that work is not easy, but I have another job, remember? And in that job I work with children with all kinds of behaviour problems or conditions such as ADHD or autism, I can have some kids swearing or being violent in the classroom, and it is not a fraction as difficult as this place is!"
I walked away and carried on clearing tables. I was in a terrible mood. I just wanted to go home.
A little while later, I was informed that someone had ordered the fish again. We hadn't had a food delivery, so the stocks were a bit low. The co-worker who rang in through was new and didn't know we had ran out. I went to change the order, and the story was very similar to the second story in this thread.
http://www.customerssuck.com/board/s...ad.php?t=66340
Me: Hi there, who ordered the fish?
SC: Me.
Me: I'm really sorry, but we have ran out...
SC: *gives a very long sigh*
Me: Is there anything else I can get you?
SC: No! Nothing! Just get me a refund!
Me: OK, so you want a refund on both your meals?
SC: Yes! Just get us our money back!
Me: Right.
I processed the refund and handed it back to them.
SC: So what are we having instead?
Me: Oh...I thought you didn't want anything...
SC: *sighs* Well, I just assumed seeing as you were so useless, we were getting something for free....
Me: Oh did you?
I walked away. The SC's must have got the hint because they went to the bar, and ordered something else. I had the joy of taking their new meals out to them, and it was literally just as I was about to finish. I actually saw my dad's car draw up outside the pub. I was almost out of there....
I gave the SC's their meals.
SC: *sighs* Well, it is not what I want, but I suppose it will do. Even though I am not going to enjoy it...
Her husband turned to me.
SCH: Every time we come here we have a terrible time.
SC: That's right. We come in at least twice a week, and every time we come here, we always have a problem...
SCH: You always run out of what we want to eat. We never leave here happy.
SC: *sighs* That's right, it's always terrible here....
SCH: So what does it take to have a decent meal?
It was now time for me to leave, and with the terrible mood I was in, I didn't care.
Me: Perhaps you should stop punishing yourselves and eat somewhere else.
I darted out the door and into my dad's car. I heard a shocked "What did he say to us?!!?" as I left.
I think I should stop punishing myself as well. Hopefully I will have time to find another job during my time off. I doubt it though.
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