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Did anyone ever witness a cook purposefully loving with someone's food (putting pubes in it or whatever)? I never, ever saw anything like that unless you count someone's order getting made with zero effort because it was late (the food wasn't poisoned though).
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Cowslips Warren posted:.Took the maintenance dude walking around because he realized he hadn't seen me in a while, and the scouts ran off with their leader. You got beaten up by boy scouts while dressed as grimace? Lmao
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Feb 25, 2023 02:47
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Just to add, there's nothing like a living human thumb that gets angry at you because he can't find those little green felt tabs that go under furniture. These days he'd shoot the place up. Like that KFC thing where they were out of corn and some psycho came back and shot the place up because of it. e: https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation/2022/12/14/kfc-customer-shoots-employee-runs-out-corn/10894637002/
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Feb 25, 2023 02:48
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you dont get wendys chili cause its made out of people that one lady found a whole finger in her cup one time back in the early aughts
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Feb 25, 2023 03:06
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Nooner posted:you dont get wendys chili cause its made out of people that one lady found a whole finger in her cup one time back in the early aughts drat that lady got nine years in prison and served four for that scam
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Feb 25, 2023 03:10
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haljordan posted:Did anyone ever witness a cook purposefully loving with someone's food (putting pubes in it or whatever)? I never, ever saw anything like that unless you count someone's order getting made with zero effort because it was late (the food wasn't poisoned though). I and everyone else in the kitchen spit in the sauce of someone who came in after we flipped the closed sign and refused to leave so management made us serve them.
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Feb 25, 2023 03:13
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Xinlum posted:I worked in food service for most of my 20s. I think the funniest I got was a guy took a poo poo so large, the poo poo itself clogged the toilet. I'm talking like a poo poo the size of one of those really big cans of cheese they sell at the supermarket. I didn't even know if was possible to take a poo poo that big.
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Feb 25, 2023 03:16
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Defiance Industries posted:I and everyone else in the kitchen spit in the sauce of someone who came in after we flipped the closed sign and refused to leave so management made us serve them. Lol only spit? Dude got off easy
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Feb 25, 2023 03:17
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haljordan posted:Lol only spit? Dude got off easy We discussed someone loving a dickhole into their food but none of us were comfortable actually taking out our hogs in front of each other.
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Feb 25, 2023 03:53
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When someone’s an rear end in a top hat just take the pizza out of the hot bag and crank up the a/c.
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Feb 25, 2023 04:10
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I did a lot of work in restaurants and bars in college and for a few years after, and I saw some weird poo poo, but one incident that sticks in my mind... About, oh, fourteen years ago or so, I was the bar manager of a seafood restaurant here in town. The last night I worked there, it was just utter bedlam. Three customers got into a wrestling match, resulting in one guy being put through a table. The kitchen manager was pissed-off because a server he was banging had just dumped him, so he walked out about a half-hour into service; we ran out of batter for the fish and chips, and no one else knew how to make the batter, so we had to 86 anything battered and fried by about 6 p.m. on a Saturday night. (They left the fryers on to make fries, though; this will be important for later.) One of the line cooks sliced his thumb all the way to the goddamn bone, so we had to peel off my barback to drive him to the ED. Later in the night, we ran out of pasta, so this seafood joint was basically selling burgers, steaks and pre-made things like popcorn shrimp. Mercifully, we made it to close (and I somehow didn't strangle an rear end in a top hat customer at the bar who got so incredibly pissed-off at me because I was charging him for doubles). And then in the kitchen, during cleanup, one of the line cooks opened up the fryer to change out the oil. Without turning it off.  I have never heard such an unholy scream in my life. So we had to call an ambulance for him, because we were in no way equipped to handle severe leg burns like that and I wasn't putting him in someone's car. And, of course, that filthy cooking oil went right into the main drain line.  I finished my cleanup, wrote up my after-action report as the manager on duty, put it in the office, locked up the restaurant and went home. Went to work the next morning (as Sundays were the days I did inventory and ordering) only to see a few folks standing outside the restaurant; the locks had been changed and a sign simply said, "We are closed." All of our final paychecks bounced, too. gently caress that owner.
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Feb 25, 2023 05:23
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I saw mice fall out of the partially open drop ceiling. I saw mice fall out of the warmer bags. I saw lettuce left out right next to the oven for far longer than it should have been. I heard stories about finding mice sticking out of dough balls. The owner golfed with the health inspector. One night we lost electricity, and the owner ran an extension cord across the street and put up floodlights in the store, and cranked the rotating oven by hand. I'll bet the exposed food on the lines was fine for at least like an hour after that. I once delivered to a house and a kid came out. He asked how much, pulled out the money given to him by his parents, pocketed 3 dollars, and handed me the rest, which was exact change. I once delivered to a relatively nice house with a Corvette in the driveway. The guy said, "Keep the change," and as I turned to walk away, pleased with the probably 3-4 dollar tip, he said, "No, I meant the change" and made a gesture like clinking coins in his hand. I once delivered to a guy who gave me $.25 less than the total and claimed that he had to use that to make the call to order. I couldn't argue with him. I once delivered to a party full of drunk teens who had argued with my manager on the phone prior to my getting there. They were pissed and drunk and looking for a fight and I only got out of there by dog piling my manager and agreeing with them about how terrible he was. Drunk people were usually happy though. Delivering to the marina on a Sunday afternoon was usually a good tip. I once got $50 tip from a drink guy on Christmas Eve. I once delivered to a concrete chicken coop, colloquially called the chicken shack by the wily veterans, which was in the middle of a field. At night. Super nice and great tippers. I'd been warned by the veterans that at some point, I would deliver to the chicken shack. I think by that point the store had gotten computers and it was even listed in the computer as chicken shack.
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Here's a counter story. I went to a bowling alley slash small restaurant for bowling with a group of friends and decided to stay for a meal. Decided to go outside my comfort zone and ordered some different items than I normally would. Turns out, I didn't like either of them. The server asked how I was doing; I was honest, but polite, as it wasn't anyone at the restaurant's fault, it was me rolling the dice and it didn't work out. They comped me the appetizer. I didn't even complain, just said "No, turns out I don't like it, yuck.", ie gave no indication I wanted or expected any sort of compensation. They did it for me anyway. If only the world's legions of assholes realized you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.
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Jelly posted:Also it was around that same time so I totally feel obligated to mention that the best fast food deal that has ever existed was the 4 for $5 at Arby's. Beef 'n Cheddars for days. The first and last time I ate a beef 'n cheddar I got so incredibly sick at work I had to go home not because I was sick, but because I was puking and making GBS threads at the same time Deli time. I did a short stint at a Farmer Jack deli before Kroger took over. The fryer we had was absolutely disgusting, so having the McD's fryer experience, I took to taking care of it. Over time I stripped the thing down, cleaned out the pressure system, and would filter/change oil. We didn't have a container to put the oil in to dump it so we would fill the back sinks with ice water and use empty jelly filling buckets from the bakery. Heat up the fryer so the oil would flow free, empty it into a bucket and run it to the sink to dunk and keep the oil from melting through till it cooled enough to haul to the oil dumpster. I was changing oil one night and some lady decided not to wait for my coworker to finish serving a customer ahead of her and came down to where I was working and demanded I wait on her, while the bucket was filling. Without looking up because I'm watching to make sure I don't overflow I told her "I'll be with you in just a minute". She walked straight up to the boss' office while I ran the bucket back to the sink and told him I refused to serve her. Both came back and she stood there smiling as my boss scolded me. I tried to explain, no matter, he wrote me up and told me next time it would be termination. SocketWrench fucked around with this message at 10:31 on Feb 25, 2023 |
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Cowslips Warren posted:My first job ever was McDonald's. The worst thing I remember, other than having a mental breakdown due to the stress of my parents' divorce my senior year of high school while a Karen screamed at me for not having the right Teeny Beanie Babies for her kids' happy meals, was when I volunteered to be in the Hamburglar costume. Corporate sent us Grimace instead. But anything to get off the front line of taking orders. Gd I remember that poo poo. I was there for every year of that bullshit. The first year people kept trying to pile through the space between the counter and wall so my boss had me spend the shift there holding a fryer lid to push people back. Funny thing was we actually prepared by the third year and hat those things stocked so much the owner had a garage full of them. That was the year the market crashed on them and for years after they were just that generic toy to give out when whatever the marketing thing ran out. Wendigee posted:You got beaten up by boy scouts while dressed as grimace? Lmao There was a professional Ronald McDonald in our area and he used to walk around singing "There's worse things I could do" when back behind the counter and one of the grill cooks turned around and sung very loudly "Like fondle a little boy, maybe two". That Ronald stopped coming to our store. We had a teen in the back drive through that was deathly afraid of clowns. that same Ronald went back to greet customers in the drive thru by placing a hand on her shoulder and leaning down next to her to smile for the kids. There was a loud screamed followed by said teen bolting through the store in tears SocketWrench fucked around with this message at 11:08 on Feb 25, 2023 |
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SocketWrench posted:The first and last time I ate a beef 'n cheddar I got so incredibly sick at work I had to go home not because I was sick, but because I was puking and making GBS threads at the same time Thats when you pull the pin on the ansul system and just leave. The bar Manager that had people get injured and 86d most of the menu and then had checks bounce. I feel you. Like I said, most owners suck seriously. The good ones that actualy know how to do it are diamonds in the rough. Most people think "Restaurant, how hard could it be? its just food. Everyone eats right?" and they have no idea how hard it is so they end up continually trying to pull slick poo poo on their employees as they make constant fuckups because of the belief that these people are replaceable when in reality the people are not replaceable because the next person is just as mercenary as the person you are screwing over now. Its really what changed my guiding management ethos. There were two types of chefs. Those that were with the owners 100% and took part in the ratfucking and the good ones that actually backed up their staff. I realized at that point I had enough talent and enough contacts in the business that I could get a job really easily and I would make that known at hiring so they would be clear that there would be no two weeks and I would be taking the staff that I brought with me. Enough about philosophy. Here is another story. I feel so bad about this one but at the time I laughed my rear end off. I worked at subway for a while. One day during lunch rush we had a line out the door. This really fat lady gets about halfway through the line. There are people sitting at one of the tables and people are lined up beside it. They are enjoying their lunch...really biting down on those sandwiches and staring into eachothers eyes across the table...kinda like the knife fight scene in the video for michael jacksons bad....but with sandwiches. This chunky but funky lady decides to lean against their table. The tables in this establishment were bolted to the wall. The entire table breaks away from the wall. Everything spills. She falls on her backside. The people are just sitting there covered in soda...all their chips and stuff are all over the floor and the lady. She just got up and walked out embarrassed as gently caress. I hate to say this but I cracked up and a lot of people in the line did too. Honestly, it was what we needed at that point because we had one of the biggest rear end in a top hat customers during lunch rush. The guy on a cellphone reading the menu to someone that was not there getting their order during the rush... ManBoyChef fucked around with this message at 13:19 on Feb 25, 2023 |
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haljordan posted:Did anyone ever witness a cook purposefully loving with someone's food (putting pubes in it or whatever)? I never, ever saw anything like that unless you count someone's order getting made with zero effort because it was late (the food wasn't poisoned though). Nah, alot of the kitchens I worked in were staffed by people who had done time and it's just sort of a rule that you don't gently caress with people's food. It probably happens in college bars and places run by kids who don't give a gently caress about the job. It's a poo poo job, but at least you can have some dignity by not being a total scumbag about it. As I moved into higher end places the mentality was more about keeping cool under pressure and blowing off steam after work. Under no circumstances would anyone screw with a guests food because we were all professionals. It would be like a machinist purposefully making something not to spec because they didn't like the customer. That can hurt people, and putting bodily fluids in someone's meal is no better. It is criminal and borderline sexual assault if your yanking out your pubes to garnish someone's salad. It's foul.
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haljordan posted:Did anyone ever witness a cook purposefully loving with someone's food (putting pubes in it or whatever)? I never, ever saw anything like that unless you count someone's order getting made with zero effort because it was late (the food wasn't poisoned though). Nah, never had that happen in any kitchen I've been in thankfully. I've seen customers gently caress around with their own food though to try and get a refund or whatever. Worked in an open kitchen and 3 of us chefs just stood and watched this girl pull out her own hair and wrap it in her food and then call the manager over to get free food, like she knew we were watching her and I have no idea how she thought that would work. We outright banned her from the restaurant because gently caress that.
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Feb 25, 2023 14:19
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Worked in a block of restaurants and there was a woman who was a frequent flyer from the nearby casino and would bring bugs in her purse to run a scam. She found a drat mantis in her catfish once lmao.
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Worked with a total scumbag named Josh at a high end Mediterranean place. Josh wore the same jeans every day and left his chef coat hanging in the back every day after work and never washed it. He wiped his hands on this coat while sweating in front of a wood fired oven. He refused to wear an apron because "aprons are for bitches". He was a disgusting and bad cook, and a misogynist to boot. He washed raw chicken in the vegetable washing sink. I told him to never rinse chicken again and he whined all day for being scolded. Eventually I got sick of him not cleaning his coat despite everyone telling him to do laundry. Froze it into a solid block of ice in a bread proofing tray and propped it up in the freezer like Han solo in carbonite. Dude quit 2 weeks later on a no call no show the busiest day of the year. Nobody missed him.
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That's dedication. It's weird because I know I've got a million restaurant horror stories but it's as if my brain has wiped them from memory and only come back to me if someone mentions something similar. Not a horror story but one of the line chefs who was in charge of the speakers would play https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wl-HPIu5kcs for his entire shifts. I still can't figure out if it was a joke or not because he always worked significantly better when he had it playing and would lose his poo poo if any other music was on. That song brings on PTSD flashbacks for me 13 hours just making thousands of chaat starters over and over again with DEEP DOOP DEEP DOOP DOOP DOOP DOOP DOOOOO DOO on full volume loving HELL
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Feb 25, 2023 14:28
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Ah yes the Pirate-Type line cook model. Did he have kitchen specific tattoos and a beard?
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surprisingly no Clean shaved, no tattoos, no piercings, no drug problems, would have a single beer at the end of the night and then went home to his wife and kids. He confused me.
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My grandparents owned a small restaurant in our hometown, 6 4-tops and a counter with 6 seats. About 15 years after opening, they rented the business to another married couple and did other things for the next 7 years. During those 7 years, the renters were a constant problem. Finally my grandparents decided to take the restaurant back over, which caused these two dumbshits to rent another restaurant in town and rename it the same name as my grandparents' restaurant. I'm not sure what the plan was there. We take back over the restaurant and go in to prep it for our new grand re-opening. When we moved the deep fryers and grill away from the wall to clean behind them, we found that the restaurant had not been deep-cleaned in seven loving years. There was so much grease and fat caked and spattered on the sheet metal walls behind them we had to take it off with loving shovels. The loving BBQ pit had not been cleaned out in seven loving years. They had just kept piling poo poo in there on top of the ashes and the whole pit was an unbelievable loving fire hazard that even I, at 9, could clearly recognize was capital-F hosed. You literally had to scrape your arm up a pile of solid ash to even lay wood under the grate. Just unbelievable, disgraceful, outrageous loving filth. My grandparents were angrier about this neglect than I had ever seen them before or since. So we clean the place to the bone, make everything sparkle and shine (as it should in a restaurant ffs) and get to our first night re-opened. We had this hanger-on named "Dot" who was an older lady busybody who knew my grandma from church and "wanted to help." I was there as dishwasher/gofer etc. and while I was cleaning dishes "Dot" came in the back door and observed me. There was one plate where the people hadn't really touched their rolls and I went to throw them in the slop bucket and "Dot" stopped me and informed me that in the restaurant biz, when people sent food back to the dishwasher that was untouched, the dishwasher should, I poo poo you not, take the food off the plate and set it somewhere so it could be reused and sent back out. According to her this was "100% pure profit." I was pretty loving sure this wasn't the case and also, you know, illegal, and about that time my grandma came back in the kitchen and got into this conversation. I have still never seen an expression on anyone's face like the one on my grandma's when "Dot" told her how she was just wising me up to the restaurant biz and how to make real money by reusing already-served food. I'm a writer and I can't even begin to describe the look, I imagine it's the same look someone would get if they saw an eldritch horror eating their child. She told "Dot" to get out, confirmed with me that no, that's not how you do things in a non-criminal restaurant, and we never saw "Dot" ever again. Oh by the way we put those two dumbshit ex-renters out of business in under a year, they were cooking the same food as us, at a much lower quality, and charging $2-3 more per plate than we were. >dude tapping head.jpg< If only they'd reused their soiled rolls maybe they'd still be around!
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Poohs Packin posted:Nah, alot of the kitchens I worked in were staffed by people who had done time and it's just sort of a rule that you don't gently caress with people's food. This pretty much everywhere. Should something go wrong and the person get sick that's a possible issue for the health department which means they will show up and gently caress around with you and your employer. And with cameras all over the goddamned place now days, chances are you gently caress with poo poo someone's gonna see it. On the other hand though I'm a firm believer of the rule "Don't gently caress with the people that handle your food". While they might not outright mess with it like Waiting, they certainly aren't going to give much of a gently caress about it quality wise. Plus it's just loving decency not to be a dick to people because you feel like being a self righteous dick bag Solefald posted:That's dedication. My brain archived them for eternity so any time I got desperate for work it would tell me "Remember, this is the bullshit you'll deal with". I got fired from McD's for telling off my manager. When one of the owner's stores were going to be rebuilt I was told to go there and salvage anything I could before they demolished the buildings. Light fixtures, ballasts, even the stack motors. when the new manager took over she decided to clean out the maintenance closet of "unneeded equipment" while I was off. She tossed those motors. About a year later one of the stack motors stopped running and she told me to do something about it. "Well, you see, I salvaged some stack motors so if something like this happened I could. But some know it all bitch decided she knew better and waited for me to be gone for a few days so she could toss them. Order a new goddamned motor." These thing ran around $1000. I further told her to gently caress off when she insisted I crawl up into the hood after a lunch rush to scrap the grease build up from the stack because it was literally dripping on the grill. Came in the next day, unloaded and put away the truck, then got called to the lobby to tell me I could get out. The owner stopped by my place and asked me if I wanted to work one of his other stores but they'd already been spreading rumors I had the basement booby trapped and I was gonna come in and shoot up the place. Occasionally I'd do some freelance for some of the other stores because the managers were people I considered friends. I've been asked four times by the manager that fired me if I'd come back and each time I laughed. Never again. I'll live on the street before I work there again SocketWrench fucked around with this message at 16:19 on Feb 25, 2023 |
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passed my safeserv and gonna become a shift manager, i already been kind of running the shifts anyway, but actually gonna be official and small wage bump. not looking forward to babysitting the kids who keep trying to wander off the floor when there's literal orders on the screen.
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haljordan posted:Did anyone ever witness a cook purposefully loving with someone's food (putting pubes in it or whatever)? I never, ever saw anything like that unless you count someone's order getting made with zero effort because it was late (the food wasn't poisoned though). Nothing like that, it's more legal to just sock an rear end in a top hat in the face or something and that way you're sure it's not an order they're feeding to their kid or whatever. Decent amount of "oh whoops the delivery bag slid off my seat and I must have flipped it back up upside-down!" or "pepperoni artfully arranged in the shape of a dick and balls", but entirely along the lines of making perfectly safe food unappetizing.
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One time this woman sent her food back for some reason who the hell knows and one of the cooks went on this 15 minute profanity laced tirade, screaming about how she was a complete liar who just wanted a free meal blah blah blah. Problem was that the ladies room shared a wall with the kitchen and she was in there and pretty much heard every single word lmao. Dude didn't get fired but my manager was not pleased to say the least.
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I did work at a restaurant myself, and while it had no real horror stories (I cleaned the freezer fairly often and cleaned the grease gutter things several times), it did have two notable events. The first was when we started noticing a bad smell in the kitchen and ultimately tracked it down to a raccoon that had gotten into the ceiling and died (which I mainly remember by being out in the restaurant proper when they found it and hearing "Oh poo poo, it's a loving raccoon!" and then the manager sprinting to the kitchen door and slamming it shut so no customers saw it (it had died near/above the dishwashing station, so it wasn't near any food). The other is just a bunch of possibles and vaguely remembered things, but I think it killed the restaurant. One day I came in and found that an area I heavily frequented now had a heavy wooden floorboard over part of it. Again, no idea if this actually was true, but basically the discarded grease and oil was supposed to go into some sort of container tank below the restaurant, and eventually it would have to be emptied, but it never seemed to fill up, so people just kept dumping, and it turned out that the tank somehow broke, either by itself or by being overfilled, and the space around it slowly filled with some sort of underground pocket of discarded grease oil that might have been deep enough for you to drown in, and once it apparently hit critical mass cannot be ignored any longer levels the sheer cost of getting all that waste grease removed and cleaning and replacing the container that broke was too much and the restaurant closed down/sold to someone else. Who knows how true that is though: all I know for sure is that for my last weeks there there was a heavy board over some sort of hole in the floor and the place closed down around two months after it first appeared.
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JonathonSpectre posted:There was one plate where the people hadn't really touched their rolls and I went to throw them in the slop bucket and "Dot" stopped me and informed me that in the restaurant biz, when people sent food back to the dishwasher that was untouched, the dishwasher should, I poo poo you not, take the food off the plate and set it somewhere so it could be reused and sent back out. According to her this was "100% pure profit." Oh god, this reminds me… the dive restaurant I bussed at when I was 14 reused “untouched” bread rolls.  Everyone there was doing it and I was told to do it, so I just thought it was normal and never ate the bread at any restaurant ever again.
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SocketWrench posted:The first and last time I ate a beef 'n cheddar I got so incredibly sick at work I had to go home not because I was sick, but because I was puking and making GBS threads at the same time "Serve the bitch yourself, gently caress you" hands gloves to boss, walks out
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Poohs Packin posted:Worked with a total scumbag named Josh at a high end Mediterranean place. Josh wore the same jeans every day and left his chef coat hanging in the back every day after work and never washed it. First I am going to chime in and say I have never seen people purposely messing with food especially in the higher end places. People generally took pride in their work. Even when they were angry. There are two types of cooks I really freaking hate working with or having on a team. Dirty/disorganized (these people generally are also either slow cooks or get flustered easily as well) and cooks that talk a lot of poo poo about other cooks behind their back. The folks that talk a lot of poo poo generally consider themselves great cooks but generally are not and use this tactic as a way to try to divert eyes from their subpar skill. Sometimes this may lead to a clockout knockout. I remember we hired this dude named, well lets just call him A as a cook. He basically worked with my brother at Bonefish and got fired for being wasted at work. This guy was literally drinking straight vodka out of a water bottle during shift. My brother and I lived with eachother at the time. I told him I was going to be training A the following thrusday and hes like A? I say "Yeah.?" so he has me come up to Bonefish before I go into work because he was going into work before me. His line lead shows me security camera footage of A getting thrown out the back door by the line lead and landing on their stack of plastic crates of buns...and then he could barely stand up he was so drunk. I take this to my Chef. He takes it to the owners. They say to give him a shot. I think he probably took whatever wage they were going to give him and they would want us to deal with this rear end in a top hat rather than hire someone for more money that was better. Thursday rolls around. A shows up. I can smell strong mouthwash on him. He is laughing joking around. I'm keeping my eye on him as I start showing him line setup and where things are in the reach in, and how to setup his steam table. We get through setup. He does okay. I'm starting to think this might be okay. Nope. Thought wrong. Dinner service starts. I start smelling alcohol. We start getting slammed. Whole dinning room gets sat. I'm thinking. I'm just going to keep him for dinner rush and then send him home. Can't even do that. The stuff he is cooking is coming back and all he is doing is working a flat top, a broiler, and fryer. Stuff is still frozen in the middle, fried fish is uncooked....fries are uncooked....poo poo is messed up....we are on the verge of crashing service. I grab him by the chef coat and pull him close to my face and I say. "I know what the gently caress you are doing and you are not going to pick up that drink one more time. Pull your poo poo together." He gets an ashamed look on his face. I know what addiction is. I am in recovery myself so I know the look he has and the feeling of low self worth he has. We get through dinner. I call chef. Tell him what happens. He knows already. Head server texted him already. I walk him out back. I say you need to call someone to come get you. He tries getting in his car. I grab him and he starts trying to swing at me. It turns into me having to beatup a drunk dude because he keeps getting up and trying to hit me. Finally we ended up having to call the cops and trespass him. That night freaking sucked. There is a lot of addiction and drug use in restaurants...lots of insane drinking after work. Lots of sexual tension. This poo poo was just nuts how fast he went from coherent to plastered.
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My wife worked at Hardees and a dude stayed for hours making use of the free WiFi playing WOW. He would bolt upright and quickly speed walk to the bathroom. Occasionally he would pause and slow down to a walking pace halfway there. Eventually the manager turned off the WiFi when he came in. He explained "It must be out today, I don't know what's going on." They also had this sweaty, 400 pound slob in a torn up shirt put his stomach on the counter while ordering. The manager made a show of cleaning the counter and the booth they sat at with disinfectant while they were there.
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Feb 26, 2023 00:59
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Back in 2020 I was going out of my mind with the isolation. Before the pandemic my friends and I discovered this asian buffet that was not only cheap but really good food. I'm a huge fan of the place and try to go once every few months. I actually caught COVID there in march of 2020 but that's another story. So my entire life I've heard horror stories of buffets and just never visited them. And so late 2020 in my isolated madness I decided to check out a nearby family owned buffet. It was the worst food experience in living memory. All of the food was undercooked, cold, and extremely low quality. The meats were dry and brittle, while the vegetables were soggy. I tried everything I could to find something I would like, but all of it was just dogshit. But what really makes this memorable is the staff. The staff the entire time, every one who worked there was really pressuring me to remove my mask when I wasn't at my table. Every one of them had a degree of genuine upset at me wearing a mask. They were increasingly trying to pressure me to remove it. I'm glad for this resturant you pay when you walk in because I just left pretty quickly. Looking at it now online, I have no idea how it has a 3/5 star. I'm guessing the olds that visit, because they can't handle actual flavor in their food. Nelson Mandingo fucked around with this message at 01:21 on Feb 26, 2023 |
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Feb 26, 2023 01:16
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Poohs Packin posted:Worked with a total scumbag named Josh at a high end Mediterranean place. Josh wore the same jeans every day and left his chef coat hanging in the back every day after work and never washed it. This was happening at a place I took over. I ended up taking the worst offender's coat, washed it by hand, and threw it on top of the oven to dry. Guy let everyone know he couldn't find his coat, so everyone got to hear where it went. Nothing humiliates someone like having their clothes washed for them.
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Feb 26, 2023 02:12
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ManBoyChef posted:Story about "A" This poo poo is so sad and I just hope getting knocked on his rear end and called out was deep enough to be his bottom.
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Feb 26, 2023 03:09
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This is kinda a weird story: One night I left some paperwork in the office that I needed. I was supposed to go to the dmv the day before but ran out of time and had to go right to work. I go to work the next morning to get the paperwork. I go into the restaurant which is not open yet. I have to use the bathroom so I walk in. The opening cook is tuggin in there. Its a single bathroom. Just a toilet and a sink. We lock eyes. I'm sure he sees the disapproval on my face but I just slowly back out of the room and go to the women's room to use the bathroom. We never spoke of it when we would see eachother at work but it was always really awkward. ManBoyChef fucked around with this message at 13:16 on Feb 26, 2023 |
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Feb 26, 2023 13:07
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Nelson Mandingo posted:Looking at it now online, I have no idea how it has a 3/5 star. I'm guessing the olds that visit, because they can't handle actual flavor in their food. Don't know where you live, but in the US google reviews seem to bottom out at around 3.0 for restaurants except in cases of bad chains or truly beyond the pale dreadfulness. Anything below a 4 is a warning sign.
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Feb 26, 2023 14:57
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ManBoyChef posted:This is kinda a weird story:
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Feb 26, 2023 15:22
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JonathonSpectre posted:We take back over the restaurant and go in to prep it for our new grand re-opening. When we moved the deep fryers and grill away from the wall to clean behind them, we found that the restaurant had not been deep-cleaned in seven loving years. There was so much grease and fat caked and spattered on the sheet metal walls behind them we had to take it off with loving shovels. The loving BBQ pit had not been cleaned out in seven loving years. They had just kept piling poo poo in there on top of the ashes and the whole pit was an unbelievable loving fire hazard that even I, at 9, could clearly recognize was capital-F hosed. You literally had to scrape your arm up a pile of solid ash to even lay wood under the grate. Just unbelievable, disgraceful, outrageous loving filth. My grandparents were angrier about this neglect than I had ever seen them before or since. The joint I worked at regularly hired a company to come in and completely spray down and clean the entire kitchen/hoods/etc. and it was a big friggin deal so I can only imagine how much work it would take to try and clean up a place that had basically been left to rot for years and years. Even after a few weeks, the walls directly behind the grills would be coated with grease and poo poo.
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Feb 26, 2023 15:24
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