I'm officially done with that hell-hole of a restaurant. I can't deal with my manager hiring heroin addicts that shoot up in the bathroom during lunch/dinner rush, I can't deal with people that scratch their bare ass with their gloves on and refuse to change them. I'm not putting up with a shitty manager who just told me and the other college students to drop out of school. I hate the fact that the roof is so unsafe and saggy(yes it sags) that it could collapse on everyone without warning. I'm tired of answering the phone and getting asked when the assistant mgr is going to pay his dealer. Fuck that place I'm done.
Sorry for the rant. I really needed to get that off my chest.
Sorry for the rant. I really needed to get that off my chest.
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