Random Work Stories

Chapter One. Yeah, I'm an asshole.

The one thing that really pissed me off, gets under my skin is the students not telling us that the milk ran out. They just keep moving on to the next milk down the line until they are all gone and then they complain. Thats four types of milk. 1%, 2% fat free and chocolate. We keep a pretty good eye on everything else. The frozen yogurt machine lights up when it's empty, so does the juice. Plates and silverware and cups are easy because it's easy to spot when they are empty. If there is a cart that is half full with plates, yeah, we need plates on the floor. If there is a tower of cups in the back, we might need cups. If we have to sort silverware that just came out of the dishwasher, then someone might want to check the silverware. Those thing are easy. The milk sits in a stainless steel(?) refrigerator with no way of seeing that it is empty from the outside. So we rely on the students who never say a damn thing. So one day, after i had already filled up all four milks, i noticed a line of people at the milk fridge. I stepped up to them and said, "So, the milk is empty?"
They, of course, looked at me and nodded. To which i replied, "You better tell someone," i took off my apron and my name tag and informed them that i was on my break.

Students are not allowed to grab silverware from the containers we bring them out in.
I went to the bathroom and saw a student in there. I always go to the students bathroom to check out which ones wash their hands and not. I waste about 40 seconds washing my hands as it is recommended by the company we work for. In those 40 seconds, alot of students come in and don't wash their hands. When i came out of the bathroom and went on to put silverware out, one of the nasty ass kids was going to grab a fork from the container. I told him he isn't allowed to. When he gave me an attitude about it, i yelled out, "Because i don't think people would appreciate eating with silverware that touched the hands you didn't wash after you finished using the bathroom." I did so infront of his boys and this one girl he was talking to.
Same with an old guy who should have known better. I slapped his hand away from the container and said "NO!" as if he was a toddeler.

We close down sections of the dinning hall before we close the dinning hall down itself. We used to have signs. The students didn't know how to read so we put the chairs up as barriers. The students moved the chairs so we put the chairs up and put barriers up to show them that the section is indeed closed and they aren't supposed to sit up there. Students would still sit up there. Last year, after seeing that a group of students moved the barrier and put the chairs down in a row of tables. I went up there with a bucket of soapy water and a rag. I walked to their table, slammed the bucket on the table splashing water on it and their food. I informerd them that they were sitting on a section that was closed. Then told them that they have to wipe the tables and put the chairs up when they were done. (We build bigger barriers with tables and chairs now, students still sit on closed sections, we kick them the hell out.)

My crew and I regularly take brooms, dust pans, push brooms, rags, gloves mops and mop buckets from anyone and everyone that isn't in our crew, and never give them back. My crew and I take our breaks whenever we want. As long as it's before seven. Then we don't take breaks, even though it's company policy. We start to close the dinning hall down at seven starting with the upper sections. We kick everyone out that wasn't there before seven, even though its against company policy. We cut corners everyday, different ones per day, and we never get caught. We piss students off on the regular and then go to the dishroom and laugh about it with the guys in the dishroom and the cooks.
Why does my crews actions make me into an asshole? HA! I trained them.