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I quit Roadhouse. Mother's day was supposedly the busiest day of the year and I was supposed to be done training by then, which meant that I was supposed to get tipped out. One of my manager's forgot to fix it in the computer, so on Monday when I went to get my tips I was told that the problem would be fixed by tommorow and I'd get my money. So I went back Tuesday only to be refused again. "It wasn't fixed in the computer that day so you don't get your tips, sorry." Wednesday I went in late. Big mistake! I got yelled at pretty bad. "YOU NEED TO GO HOME AND RE-READ YOUR EMPLOYEE MANUAL!!" I felt like telling him to remove the sticks from his ass then shove the employee manual up there. I didn't though. Instead I calmly explained why I was late and brought up the fact that good workers are entitled to good money and I wasn't going to do my best to follow all the rules for a measely $4.75 an hour. I started to get pretty emotional so I just walked out. To my surprise my Mom had called an Employment Agency after hearing about the tips situation on Tuesday night. They needed a temporary receptionist for $10.00 an hour. They said they would try me out, give me a little experience, and then send me somewhere else after their regular receptionist returned. So here I am. Its pretty laid back here. At first I was nervous that I wouldn't be able to succumb to their standards. Thank god I was wrong.
Wednesday night Andrew broke his hand. I had to take him to the hospital. He has a "boxer's fracture". I feel bad for him but at the same point, I wish he would stop whinning!!!
Well, thats really all thats been going on.
Wednesday night Andrew broke his hand. I had to take him to the hospital. He has a "boxer's fracture". I feel bad for him but at the same point, I wish he would stop whinning!!!
Well, thats really all thats been going on.