Completely Clocked Out

, , , , , | Working | October 15, 2020

I have been asked to cover for a sick employee at another location. I am the type of person who likes to finish what I am doing before leaving. I am putting out some stock.

Staff Member: “[My Name], it’s time to go; we’re closing now.”

Me: “I just need to finish this. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

Staff Member: “No, you have to leave that. [Manager] likes to have us all together at the end of the day. You need to grab your bag and get ready to go.”

I check the time as I follow her over to the counter; there are still fifteen minutes before closing time. The front door is already locked, the registers are counted, and all the staff are just standing around doing nothing but chatting. I’m fidgety because I just want to finish that work and I know that the owners hate seeing staff doing nothing; they are very strict.  

Manager: “Okay, it’s 5:30. Goodbye, everyone.” 

We were all out in the car park before 5:31, the manager locking the door on the way out. I guess that when the managers are the owners’ parents, they get to make their own rules.

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