Pizza Hell.

[catscradle]

This morning I woke up totally pissed off about a bad job experience I had when I was 17 and working at Pizza Hut. I'm not sure what made me think of this. I don't remember dreaming about it, just waking up with this old memory. They had litereally worked me to the bone. I never took a day off in the 9 months I worked there and they had me doing every shitty job they could think of that no one else wanted to do. Mostly washing dishes, mopping, oiling the pizza pans, and scrubbing out garbage cans, toilets and any heinous thing they could find. Sometimes I got to make the pizzas. I left work each night feeling like I got hit by an oil cruiser.

One day after school in November I came home early sick as a dog with the flu. I had to work that night so I called and told the assistant manager I couldn't come in. He said fine, but then called back 5 minutes later to tell me the manager (who couldn't call me herself) said I had to come into work or be terminated. Terminated. Not fired, terminated. Ever notice that the more meaningless a middle management job is, the more of a power trip they go on? This was her way of forcing me to come in as she knew I always came in and did a good job. They couldn't find a replacement. Screw the fact I was actually sick, they needed me there. I think this is the first time I truly got pissed and decided to stand up for myself. I emphasized how sick I actually was by how many times I threw up at school and asked them if they wanted a doctor's note. Nope. Come in or be fired. So I came into work. Turned in my uniform and said I quit. The manager looked stunned. I mean, how can I just quit? How could I just leave them like that with no replacement? Didn't I know that this would go down on my permanent record? I couldn't fake being this ill. I sounded and looked like the living dead. Forgiving the fact that they should just be concerned over a co-worker being so ill - flu, food and the public are three bad things that go worse together. It was a good lesson in the crappy work ethics of chain restaurants. Remember that the next time you go out to eat. This was also good incentive to go to college.

Anyway, I woke up thinking about this for some reason and I was as pissed off this morning as I was 16 years ago. Now I think it's pretty funny. Today I'd probably tell the customers I was contagious and not to trust Pizza Hut because they hire people with ebola, but I was just a kid then and not wise in the ways of vengence. Jesus. What the hell was going through my head this morning? Perhaps just overall job frustration. Ah well. Here's a

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Comments

[streel.livejournal.com]

Eah, yes, I remember having jobs like that. The very first job I ever had out of high school was as live-in housekeeper/babysitter to THE brattiest five-year-old ON THE PLANET. Her mother was a hellbitch who paid me $2.75 an hour to clean up after the family and let me tell you: these people were swine. Finally, she fired me after telling me that I "didn't earn the little bit I do give you."

Go to hell, bitch - do not pass "GO".
Sheesh.

[catscradle.livejournal.com]

Bleh. The major reason I could never work in the domestic services is that families are absolutely the worst to work for. Of course I'm speaking generally, but overall they have this sense of entitlement and feel you owe them your life when in reality they pay for shit and want the sun and moon in return. But I see the way so many people act toward the clerks at grocery stores and to the help at service oriented jobs in general and it's deplorable.

[versailles-rose.livejournal.com]

I've had a couple jobs that really sucked.

The first one was as an inventory clerk for a sporting goods store. I worked my ass off at minimum wage for over a year. When the boss's daughter graduated from jr college, I was fired so she could have my job. She was welcome to it.

The second job was a nanny for some darling kids, but the mother was the bitch from hell. She wanted me to wear a uniform and wait on her!

[catscradle.livejournal.com]

You know, moms are terrible to work for in any respect. I'm sure there are exceptions to this rule, but stay away from moms who are hiring. It just never ends well =P

Light dawns

[http://users.livejournal.com/_darlingnicky_/]

Oh. So THAT'S why you smacked me in the face. Gotcha. That's the last time YOU get pizza young lady!