I work at the GoldenArches with this dude, let’s call him B. Around 2-3 months ago, B and I were chatting right after we got done with a large rush when he told me not to come over to the Frappe machine because he made a mess. I went to look anyways, and oh boy, this is where the shit show all begins.
All of the sudden B had one hand pressing up against my neck, and his other hand on my breast. It was only for a second or 2, and he pulled away. Now, he didn’t choke me, but he did press against my neck enough for it to hurt. I started inwardly freaking out, because I have past trauma regarding having my neck touched, and I told him not to touch me. He apologized and said it was and accident, but it was already done.
I waited until he clocked out, then went to my manager to let him know what happened and to see where the forms I need to fill out for a complaint was at. He couldn’t find them so he told me to ask the store owner the next day when I came in.
The next day comes, and when I show up, both the store manager and the supervisor we’re there. I told them both what happened. My supervisor agreed that B shouldn’t of done what he did, but when I asked for the form, she told me “don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of it”.
That’s where I fucked up. Fast forward to recently. I was chatting with one of my other managers and mentioned what happened that night. She instantly told me that B should of been fired for what he did, and I should of still filled out a form. She had me go on break, and she gave me the forms and told me to go ahead and fill them out. Apparently the supervisor either forgot about the whole thing, or didn’t think it was important.
After I filled them out and gave them to my manager, B shows up for his shift. What I guess happened was that she ended up asking B about the situation, because a few days later I was scrolling through tumblr when I see a post from B, about me.
He didn’t tag me or anything, but basically he said that a coworker reported him for choking her and he’s mad that the managers believe me, and then said that I could go suck a dick. We ended up arguing over in the comments, where he called me a fake bitch and said that I’m always making up shit and that he’s happy he’s gonna be quitting because he found a new job.
I’m just pissed that my supervisor didn’t deal with this properly, and that I had to go through all this crap. I’m really hoping that he either gets fired soon, or quits like he said. Everyone at my work is done with his shit.
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i wrote that i wasn’t gonna rant about this in a long text post but i’m the bitch that lies a lot
i just want to say that collectively, all of our coworkers have agreed our recent coworker doesn’t communicate well, and their lack of common sense and knowledge makes it super difficult to explain to them about certain job etiquette because of cultural differences
BUT MY DUDE, tonight was so stupid - this supervisor (idk who she is or what she does but she’s not from my department!!) comes during a work shift to pull this coworker aside to let them know that she’s considering placing them in a different job area bc frankly they aren’t cut out to be working in my department, and this supervisor comes into the kitchen asking us all these questions and making things so difficult for us to get our work done... and when she leaves, our coworker starts to just burst out getting angry how no one likes them or anything and it got to the point where everyone was quiet bc we were FED UP with them being incoherent but this coworker just... kept talking shit and i’m pretty sure they started cursing us out in their native language and they went on about ‘i came from another country only to be here and work like this!! this isn’t what i need!’ and ngl that part made me a lil sad but cussin me out and calling me names while we’re all trying to finish our job bc we’re on a time limit like.. lmao ok keep cryin about the fact that you’re not getting fired???? you got this job bc of a relative who works at the SAME place like???? ok......
and they’re holding us up by not doing their job bc of what happened is like.. so wild to me like if you’re gonna keep saying ‘wait until i am gone and you all can work without me’ like ok!! leave already!!!!! no one cares at this point if you got up and left like we all wanna go home!!
and i felt really bad for my other coworker bc she didn’t have to work today but she took a double shift and i know she had no time dealing with this coworker’s ignorance!! every time we tried to rationally/calmly explain to him about the situation they kept saying ‘no no no’ and continued to ramble on about how we were against them and stuff
i was so close to just quitting lmfao but i still need this job until i can find another one that isn’t so.. that isn’t like this lmfao i wish i could work at a game store or something like... i’m tired of this life
first of all how fucking unprofessional for that supervisor to come in the middle of a WORK SHIFT, like all of this would’ve been handled better if this was done before or after the shift, how fuckin lame do you have to be to do that and then go into our kitchens and say ‘are those shoes non-slip? if you fall bc of those shoes you’ll get written up :)’ FUCK OFF
anyway i work tomorrow but if that coworker is there you better bet it’s gonna be chaotic.. i personally don’t have to like u as long as we work together to get everything done but if they act up i’m... not having it lmao
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i am literally livid right now.
so here’s what happened:
i work in a cafe/bake shop popular up in canada and a bit of northern united states. a couple weeks ago, a guy comes in and i’m the only one up front - my other storefront worker is on break and the baker is out back doing prep for the next day. dude orders whatever, a couple coffees and a couple donuts and an iced capp. i repeat, an iced CAPP.
so i make his order. he gets pissy when i hand it to him because he “asked for an iced COFFEE, not an iced CAPP”
so i’m like okay no problem, happens all the time. i make the iced coffee and bring it over to him, and offer to let him keep the iced capp as well if he wants. he says no, and then asks me if there’s a price difference.
i say that there is, of just under a dollar. i ask if he wants me to refund him the 90 cents or whatever it was. he says no, he doesn’t want it. and then asks for my manager.
i’m a bit taken aback, but i keep my polite customer-service voice and tell him that unfortunately, our manager isn’t in at the moment. he asks what her name is, i tell him. he asks for our phone number and i say “i’m sorry, sir, i don’t know it off the top of my head, but i can find it in the back for you if you want? or you can find it online if that’s easier” and he gets all huffy and says “yeah, okay, thanks” and walks out.
skip to today. this past week, i’ve had 0 hours on the schedule. i wasn’t about to complain - the past few months i’ve worked 25-30 hours every week and i’m still in school, and i just started a new semester so a break from work was welcome.
so i finish school today and go in to talk to one of my coworkers who i’m planning on going for dinner with sometime, and my manager pulls me aside.
“we have an ongoing situation” she says. “and i can’t put you on the schedule until it blows over”
i’m, again, rather taken aback. i ask what it is. turns out this asshole who i literally tried my best to help and did everything i was taught to do to fix the little mistake called in and complained about me, saying that i was rude and that i refused to give him the phone number for the store. to my owner.
my owner is not the greatest guy. he’s stingy and rude and always cuts us off whenever we try and answer a question he asks us. on top of that, he hasn’t worked a single shift in 20-something years and is constantly either trying to help or tell us what to do. like, honestly dude, it would be so much fucking easier if you would get the fuck out of the way. he honestly doesn’t know what he’s doing. no one likes him, not even the manager.
so, because of this one complaint, my owner wants to fire me.
because of one fucking complaint.
all of a sudden all the shit i’ve done for that godforsaken place over nearly two fucking years is just down the drain. all the times i’ve covered his ass and worked way more than i should have been because we’ve been short-staffed just doesn’t mean anything after one goddamn complaint.
i was mad.
my manager gets another worker over and has me explain what happened so she can fight for me as best she can and by the time i’m done she says “i don’t know if i’ll be able to save your job. but i’m going to try”
i’m one of her senior-most and favourite workers and i’ve been the main night supervisor for nearly half a year. and as she’s telling me this, both her and my coworker are nearly in tears. we’re a big family, at my work. we look out for each other and we cover each other in any way we can. honestly, the coworkers were the only good thing that came out of my job. and now it’s fucking ruined because of one asshole customer and a dumbass owner.
i’m not even that mad about the being fired part - i’m absolutely fucking livid that all i’ve done for my owner means nothing to him all of a sudden.
another coworker told me i should go to the labour board, that he can’t fire me for that and i should fight it. and i know all that, but like. i was gonna quit soon anyway. partially because i’m sick of being treated like shit by my owner but also because i’m moving in the summer anyway.
it just makes me so mad that he thinks of me as being so disposable when i’ve gotten that store through so many more shifts than he ever has or ever will.
and all the other people who have had complaints - one baker in particular doesn’t even fucking know how to do her job - get off scot-free. all of the other workers who don’t know what they’re doing or look to me for guidance even though they’ve been there longer than me aren’t in any kind of trouble. the rude bitches on morning staff get away with being nasty to customers on a daily basis. one person has even been written up for not doing her job and i’m just straight-up getting fired.
my owner and i have never seen eye to eye but i’ve always done the best job i could and that is literally no reason to fire me. if i had to guess, i’d say he’s been looking for an excuse to get rid of me for a while.
just. ugh.
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