Terrible Month
Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 9:45 am
Recently, I made a stupid mistake. I'm a bit of an introvert but I can be outgoing if need be, so I decided to apply for a job at a bar. My friends insisted it was good, fast money.
Long story short, I loved the work, liked the environment, however - for some stupid reason my company hired about thirty inexperienced girls as servers and hostesses, and about four older women, with myself in the middle. Right off the bat, two of the older women quit, and I had a bad feeling that something was a little off... considering they had a ton of experience and they were originally excited about the job.
During orientation, the majority of the girls made comments about my age, my marital status (I'm 23 and married) and were generally rude as hell. They refused to do any side-work, as in cleaning the toilets, sweeping the floor or rolling silverware and those jobs were left to an older single mother, myself and a teenager who had experience as a supervisor in a fast-food franchise. Later on, when we actually opened the restaurant, when I worked as a seater - they would send people back, stating that "they probably weren't good tippers" and they didn't want them in their section. I understand having the occasional bitchy employee, but everyone did this so often that there was no way we could get anyone sat, and our waiting list was HUGE.
Management was aware of all this, but chose not to take any disciplinary action. Hell, our supervisor (I call her Miss Suckup) did nothing but eat and play on facebook the entire time she was "supervising" us and later asked the younger girls for "presents" from other stores and restaurants in the area. The icing on the cake was when she used several racial slurs to refer to her co-worker (my husband happens to be of the same race.)
Every day was hell. I couldn't sleep at night because I was so stressed and my hair started falling out. Miss Suckup became even more of a bully and started harassing me at every opportunity, despite this, the general manager and the bar manager insisted I was a good worker. However, they couldn't do much since Suckup had ties with corporate and outranked them. I was caught in the middle of a tug-of-war and I dreaded waking up in the morning.
I turned my uniform in, explained why I was leaving (management rolled their eyes) and I walked out. I had only a couple thousand dollars to live off of until I found a new job, but I couldn't handle the stress any longer.
... I actually forgot that my husband and I have to find an apartment in a few months, so I'm looking for work in a panic. I've turned in about fifteen applications and I have an interview tomorrow I'm looking to land.
So, that's been my life thus far. I feel like this: :-5
Any words of encouragement?
Long story short, I loved the work, liked the environment, however - for some stupid reason my company hired about thirty inexperienced girls as servers and hostesses, and about four older women, with myself in the middle. Right off the bat, two of the older women quit, and I had a bad feeling that something was a little off... considering they had a ton of experience and they were originally excited about the job.
During orientation, the majority of the girls made comments about my age, my marital status (I'm 23 and married) and were generally rude as hell. They refused to do any side-work, as in cleaning the toilets, sweeping the floor or rolling silverware and those jobs were left to an older single mother, myself and a teenager who had experience as a supervisor in a fast-food franchise. Later on, when we actually opened the restaurant, when I worked as a seater - they would send people back, stating that "they probably weren't good tippers" and they didn't want them in their section. I understand having the occasional bitchy employee, but everyone did this so often that there was no way we could get anyone sat, and our waiting list was HUGE.
Management was aware of all this, but chose not to take any disciplinary action. Hell, our supervisor (I call her Miss Suckup) did nothing but eat and play on facebook the entire time she was "supervising" us and later asked the younger girls for "presents" from other stores and restaurants in the area. The icing on the cake was when she used several racial slurs to refer to her co-worker (my husband happens to be of the same race.)
Every day was hell. I couldn't sleep at night because I was so stressed and my hair started falling out. Miss Suckup became even more of a bully and started harassing me at every opportunity, despite this, the general manager and the bar manager insisted I was a good worker. However, they couldn't do much since Suckup had ties with corporate and outranked them. I was caught in the middle of a tug-of-war and I dreaded waking up in the morning.
I turned my uniform in, explained why I was leaving (management rolled their eyes) and I walked out. I had only a couple thousand dollars to live off of until I found a new job, but I couldn't handle the stress any longer.
... I actually forgot that my husband and I have to find an apartment in a few months, so I'm looking for work in a panic. I've turned in about fifteen applications and I have an interview tomorrow I'm looking to land.
So, that's been my life thus far. I feel like this: :-5
Any words of encouragement?
I woke up this morning and my husband's family told me that they actually went to the bar, and that they were treated horribly by the staff and the servers and a few of them made really rude racist remarks. They won't be in business for long with that attitude, I'm sure. I think they're going to file some kind of complaint.