A collection of random fail from today and recently:
In what way does that table number look like a pacifier? Or a toy?
I took someone's special drink order (think it was a kid's apple juice) to them and they told me their kid had got hold of their table number and thrown it into the blocked-off area behind/under the kiddie tubes. I go back and get it for them, and think nothing more of it. Later (but before they get their actual food) I go back into the playroom and see... the kid is putting the number (which has been on the filthiest floor in existence) in his mouth, and the parent is doing nothing to stop it. This apparently continues the entire time they're there, because by the time they leave the number is badly chewed all along one side. After a quick consultation with a supervisor, the number goes straight into the trash and I go straight to the hand sink.
Introducing our newest soda: Valdez Cola!
AKA: Kids and liquid don't mix well.
Yesterday I had to clean up three drink spills, including two annoyingly close together. Today one of the endless ice cream orders managed to become even more annoying via the addition of a soda spill heads-up. Three of these spills are known to have involved kids; the fourth is likely. That is all.
Also: QUIT ORDERING THE FREAKIN' ICE CREAM!
Yes, I know the customers are will within their rights to order juice and shakes and ice cream and all that annoying stuff, but seriously, this is reason number two to hate weekend shifts. The first is that they tend to be wickedly busy; the second is that everyone brings their kids in and makes the busyness worse by ordering large quantities of anything you have to make yourself when you're a cashier. It's got to the point where I reflexively cringe when I see someone come in with kids, because I know that 1. they'll order kids' meals, and not realize that when I ask them if they want apple juice with those I'm actually hoping like heck they'll say no, and 2. they're incredibly likely to camp out in the playroom for hours, then return and order a bunch of ice cream when I'm trying to do something.
It turns out the substitute scheduler is a troll too
Remember the tale of Cool Boss and her endless frustration?
She's working seven days a week now.
Yeah. She's the main closing MOD now, so she literally never gets even single day to recover.
At this point I'm not sure why she doesn't stop threatening to give her notice/just walk, and actually do it. I'm considering telling her so the next time I see her.
This opening MOD/substitute scheduler (we'll call her SubSgt from now on) at least heeded her request to leave some experienced employees for the closing crew instead of hoarding them all for her own opening shift, but I don't care how good the reason is, seven days a week is despicable and should be illegal.
Apparently I'm not the only one
Stopwatch King has apparently threatened at least one other fry cook with early dismissal too. That is all.
In what way does that table number look like a pacifier? Or a toy?
I took someone's special drink order (think it was a kid's apple juice) to them and they told me their kid had got hold of their table number and thrown it into the blocked-off area behind/under the kiddie tubes. I go back and get it for them, and think nothing more of it. Later (but before they get their actual food) I go back into the playroom and see... the kid is putting the number (which has been on the filthiest floor in existence) in his mouth, and the parent is doing nothing to stop it. This apparently continues the entire time they're there, because by the time they leave the number is badly chewed all along one side. After a quick consultation with a supervisor, the number goes straight into the trash and I go straight to the hand sink.
Introducing our newest soda: Valdez Cola!
AKA: Kids and liquid don't mix well.
Yesterday I had to clean up three drink spills, including two annoyingly close together. Today one of the endless ice cream orders managed to become even more annoying via the addition of a soda spill heads-up. Three of these spills are known to have involved kids; the fourth is likely. That is all.
Also: QUIT ORDERING THE FREAKIN' ICE CREAM!
Yes, I know the customers are will within their rights to order juice and shakes and ice cream and all that annoying stuff, but seriously, this is reason number two to hate weekend shifts. The first is that they tend to be wickedly busy; the second is that everyone brings their kids in and makes the busyness worse by ordering large quantities of anything you have to make yourself when you're a cashier. It's got to the point where I reflexively cringe when I see someone come in with kids, because I know that 1. they'll order kids' meals, and not realize that when I ask them if they want apple juice with those I'm actually hoping like heck they'll say no, and 2. they're incredibly likely to camp out in the playroom for hours, then return and order a bunch of ice cream when I'm trying to do something.
It turns out the substitute scheduler is a troll too
Remember the tale of Cool Boss and her endless frustration?
She's working seven days a week now.
Yeah. She's the main closing MOD now, so she literally never gets even single day to recover.
At this point I'm not sure why she doesn't stop threatening to give her notice/just walk, and actually do it. I'm considering telling her so the next time I see her.
This opening MOD/substitute scheduler (we'll call her SubSgt from now on) at least heeded her request to leave some experienced employees for the closing crew instead of hoarding them all for her own opening shift, but I don't care how good the reason is, seven days a week is despicable and should be illegal.
Apparently I'm not the only one
Stopwatch King has apparently threatened at least one other fry cook with early dismissal too. That is all.
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