I think the reality of this job is finally setting in. Tonight a coworker walked out without doing any side work. Another coworker got thrown in the back because someone didn't show up for a production shift. I was the bad guy when I made up the stations. A guest saw me wiping down a table so she knocked on the glass in front of my face after I was already looking at her to rudely tell me to get her bill. Another guest decided that her chocolate shake tasted funny - how can you mess up a chocolate shake?
I'm finding that many of the guests that come into my burger joint feel a lot more entitled than the ones that come into the last place I worked at. Granted, that place was a little more classier.
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