(The company I currently work for does this thing where employees can transfer to neighboring restaurants of the same company to work for a couple of days, even weeks. My general manager decides to transfer me to the one downtown. That restaurant is rumored to be the most dysfunctional yet, and I don’t want to take it straight from the horse’s mouth until I’ve actually experienced it. That day, I am completely clueless, because I’ve never worked the breakfast shift. Most people there are understanding; however, this cook from a different county isn’t taking any bulls*** from me.)
Cook: *throws sandwich on heat chute* “Here you go.”
Me: *looks at unmarked sandwich* “What’s this?”
Cook: *condescendingly* “Aren’t you supposed to know what it is, since you rang it up?”
Me: *speechless, packs food instead*
(This pattern continues well into the beginning of lunch. The cook makes a particular, well-known sandwich, with some adjustments, and just tosses it on the heat chute. And, not to my surprise, it isn’t labeled.)
Me: *waves sandwich at the cook* “What’s this?”
Cook: *sarcastically* “A dead cow between two burger buns, that we call a burger. But in [Restaurant] we call it [Burger].”
Me: *losing patience* “I know that, but we have at least 12 of these [Burgers] spoken for in the last 20 minutes, and I need to know which is which.”
Cook: *irate* “B****, CAN’T YOU READ?!”
Me: *finally fed up* “B****, CAN’T YOU LABEL S***?!”
(All is quiet, followed by a couple of “ohhs” from employees and customers nearby. I toss the burger back at the cook for her to see the unmarked wrapper.)
Cook: “I… um…”
Me: “Is this for drive-thru, front counter, or what? Because we are not f****** mind-readers.”
Cook: *huffs and walks away*
(I didn’t hear another word from her after the confrontation, but at least I found out why everything there was dysfunctional. This restaurant kept bringing in crazy people from other stores to work for them. Needless to say, when the manager asked me to come in the next day, I had no trouble telling them to f*** off.)