||[Jul. 3rd, 2010|11:55 pm]
I can't believe I didn't post this when it happened. I worked at an upscale cabaret bistro for about six months. One of the owners served as GM, and we had another manager, a server/manager, the chef, one bartender, a serving staff of perhaps a dozen, three line cooks, two bussers, and two dishwashers. |
The first part of the suck here is that there was nowhere to lock up possessions. Everyone's bags and changes of clothing got thrown into a single cabinet three feet wide and two feet deep, which was also a side station for whatever we needed when the kitchen got busy. There was no way to keep an eye on your stuff during a shift. At one point, one of the managers halfheartedly offered to lock valuables in the management office during shifts, but seeing as how he never locked it, that didn't seem like it would make a difference.
( a coworker steals my iPod and my boss tells me to just buy another oneCollapse )
A few more:
The manager was completely patronizing, overly touchy, and very concerned about appearance. He fired a girl for not passing a menu test on the first try despite letting several other servers have multiple tries. (Out of six tests, I had to take two of them twice.) But we heard him talking about how she wasn't pretty enough. I'm amazed he didn't fire me for being overweight, because all the other girls were skinny and he made multiple comments about my weight.
We didn't open for lunch the day after Thanksgiving. The schedule said we should all arrive at 4, dining room to open at 5. At 4, nobody with keys was there. At 4:30, the entire staff was there, including the 'new' chef, who didn't have keys to the fucking restaurant (he'd been there about six weeks at that point, so the fact that he didn't have keys is a suck all in itself). The GM was at his house 30 miles away, and the other two managers weren't answering their phones. The GM finally made it in at 5:15 (not the first time he'd been that late), and said "oh, the dining room was never going to open before 6, ha ha ha".
The restaurant was failing and in late November, the owner missed a payday ostensibly because he'd been on vacation and had forgotten to do payroll. When the next two pay periods rolled around with no checks, we realized that he was withholding pay because he didn't have the money. He still owes me some $200 that I'll never get because he's out of business.