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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Hotdogwater88888 on 2024-05-23 01:24:28+00:00.

Let me just start off by saying that I fuckkkkking hated my last job. I was serving tables at a restaurant (not corporate, I would never work for a chain). They worked us like dogs, and I made next to nothing. The amount of unpaid sidework we had to do was astronomical. The criticism from management was nonstop. The manager very obviously never liked me, and constantly made me feel like I was terrible at my job. No, they just sucked ass. I’ve been out of training for 2 days at my new job, and I’m already being moved up to bartending.

Towards the end of a lunch shift on my second month at that job, yes I was still new, the manager approached me and said that we needed to talk and took me outside. I was having a good shift, so I figured it can’t be anything bad, and went happily. The first thing out of his mouth was “so, today can be your last day.” First of all, I find that to be a really disrespectful way of talking to employees, especially a new one. I was obviously confused and said “what? Why?” And his reasoning? “Because you can’t think that certain tasks aren’t your job” and “I didn’t see you buss anyone else’s tables today.” … obviously someone told him that I didn’t think we should have to wash all the silverware (hire a dishwasher), buss all the tables (hire a lunch busser), or wash the bars glassware (are we not tipping out the bartenders already? Are the bartenders not using silverware that we then have to wash, polish, and roll? They can wash and polish their own glassware). But that doesn’t mean I didn’t do it. In fact I was usually the first one back there getting the silverware started. I was like “??? I counted 4 tables today that weren’t mine that I bussed.” Then he said that “maybe” he didn’t see me doing it, and will “just give me the benefit of the doubt.” Like dude… fuck off. I shouldn’t have to wait for you to be looking at me to do my job. And this is beside the fact that there was other servers working there who didn’t do anything, still couldn’t enter orders without my help, yet I was the one being threatened over petty things? Take that shit somewhere else.

I literally immediately started looking for another job. In the parking lot lol. A few weeks pass, and I happened to stumble upon a job posting for a restaurant that I’ve been trying to get a job at since last year. I interviewed the Wednesday before Mother’s Day, and was hired the same day. Originally, I had planned to stick it out and work my shifts through Mother’s Day. But then I got to thinking… my last check for 2 weeks of work was barely $600…that’s only $300 a week… I actually hate the manager… on second thought, I don’t think I’m gonna do that for them.

So I came in on Friday, and told the manager “so, today’s actually gonna be my last day.” LOL, god that felt good to say. When I was ready to leave, I rolled some silverware only to help the other servers that were working, did my checkout, and brought it to the manager. They said “I don’t remember making cuts” to which I replied “I’m cutting myself”, to which they replied that I’m “burning bridges”. lol well guess what pookie, today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or 2. Toodles!

And I’ve been LOVING my new job. Everyone is so nice, I fit in really well there. We do such little sidework that it almost feels wrong. They actually have support staff, so no more bussing tables or washing silverware. And added bonus, they’re only open for dinner, so I will never have to work before 4 pm! My last manager can kiss my ass lol, I’m beyond happy that I left.