Jesus Effing Christ. I haven’t had this much to bitch about since I worked at Chili’s. The amount of disappointing shit at this store is steadily increasing, and people are being bigger idiots than ever.
Do you remember Sean? Yeah, he’s a fucking dick. He left me to close by myself on my first closing shift and guess what that asshole did tonight? He was a closer and left half an hour before the store even closed. Tell me, how are you going to close when you aren’t there at closing? I wasn’t closing tonight, but I felt so bad for the other closer that I stayed and helped her. So did another server. We were all fucking pissed. Me especially, since I got there at 3:45, the first dinner shift person, and was next-to-last to leave. Our closer left before 2 other employees and the other closer. What the fucking fuck? The two people who stayed are me and a server who worked a split (which meant she had been there all day), and we left after the people who had only worked a single shift (who had arrived between 4:45-5:45). People get cut in this order: BDs (all days with no break), splits (all days with a break), and single shifts in order of arrival. There is no fucking reason we should have been there past 9 pm, much less helping the front closer close the back of the restaurant because the back closer skipped out.
When he assigned back work he loaded us down like pack mules. He would have had me do the entire salad bar and wash all the trays, large and small (about 50 total, and that’s a low estimate). The other closer and another server saw my back work and bitched him out, demanding that he change it. I was just going to do it and not bitch about it since I’m being a PMSing bitch right now and try to err on the side of being not bitchy, but once they said it was bullshit I felt okay agreeing. If two others agreed with me, it probably wasn’t PMS. So I ended up only doing salad bar, but let me explain why it was bullshit.
1) Salad bar is almost always split between two people because it is so much goddamn work.
2) Cleaning either part (top/bottom) of the salad bar takes at least 20 minutes, more if someone spilled dressing. Which they did.
3) Salad bar is ALWAYS SPLIT BETWEEN TWO FUCKING PEOPLE! It’s hard fucking work, the worst back work anyone can be assigned, and that’s why you only get one part. Getting both is like getting royally fucked with a spikey sandpaper piranha.
I spent a fucking HOUR cleaning that goddamn salad bar AFTER my last table left. Then I still had to clean my section. It was only when I was cleaning my section at about 10:10 pm that the other closer told me Sean had left. I threw my booklet on the floor.
“Are you fucking SERIOUS? I’m talking to [manager] about this shit. This is fucking bullshit. He’s a goddamn closer!”
“I know. I guess I have to go clean up the back since he left the salad bins, bev station, and dessert area undone.”
I felt so bad for her; I had been in that position before and it’s pure despair. The split server was in the back trying to start cleaning that stuff up, and between the three of us we finished everything in about ten minutes. Gee, imagine that — it’s easier when everyone pulls some weight!
All three of us were feeling quite mutinous about the whole situation. I was going to speak with the manager about it, but the construction crew for the remodel was understandably holding her attention. I told her I wanted to talk with her about something tomorrow and she said she’d be working. Excellent, because this is bullshit and I’m not letting him get away with that again. I hope he gets written up. What sucks is, taking away the closing shifts doesn’t help the problem. He gets what he wants and then everyone else had to work more closing shifts. He needs to be made accountable for his shit. Closing the store is a leadership position and he abuses it. He needs to be supervised by a manager when he closes and made to do it right.