I worked at a sandwich shop and had given my two weeks notice a few days earlier. My manager came to me and asked me to clean up the bathroom…alright. I could smell it before I even opened the door.
I told my manager I’d clean it if he’d still give me the employee discount after I was gone. “Done”. That’s when I knew it was really bad.
When I opened the door I discovered someone had ass-blasted the bathroom. I’m not talking about blowing up the toilet, they did that too, but they had dropped their drawers and point-blank diarhea shotgunned the pipes under the sink.
My manager didn’t honor the employee discount after I was gone, either.
My manager didn’t honor the employee discount after I was gone, either.
They never do. I had a manager try that shit on me when I was working food service, and I turned it around on him and made him get one of his toadies to clean it up after talking a bunch about “not being trained for biohazard cleanup” and “OSHA regs” which got him to back down, and I told all my coworkers the same so they’d tell him to fuck off too.
Still wish I could have been there when the feds showed up and escorted him out of the building.
Sure, though it isn’t super exciting. The assistant store manager, Lucio (fuck you Lucio, you fucking piece of shit) was an illegal immigrant who managed to fake his way through the verification steps, and INS showed up one day and vanned him while I was away going to college.
I wasn’t sad to see that fucker go, because he had a number of Mexican kids that he let do whatever they wanted, including Edgar who sexually harassed multiple girls out of the store and Lucio wouldn’t do shit because “why would I fire him when we’re already losing one employee”. Never mind that wed already lost 4 girls at that point and one of them was pregnant at the time. I’m honestly surprised he and I never came to blows because I didn’t hide that I fucking hate him.
I worked at a sandwich shop and had given my two weeks notice a few days earlier. My manager came to me and asked me to clean up the bathroom…alright. I could smell it before I even opened the door.
I told my manager I’d clean it if he’d still give me the employee discount after I was gone. “Done”. That’s when I knew it was really bad.
When I opened the door I discovered someone had ass-blasted the bathroom. I’m not talking about blowing up the toilet, they did that too, but they had dropped their drawers and point-blank diarhea shotgunned the pipes under the sink.
My manager didn’t honor the employee discount after I was gone, either.
They never do. I had a manager try that shit on me when I was working food service, and I turned it around on him and made him get one of his toadies to clean it up after talking a bunch about “not being trained for biohazard cleanup” and “OSHA regs” which got him to back down, and I told all my coworkers the same so they’d tell him to fuck off too.
Still wish I could have been there when the feds showed up and escorted him out of the building.
What’s the story behind that last sentence with the feds if you dont mind sharing
Sure, though it isn’t super exciting. The assistant store manager, Lucio (fuck you Lucio, you fucking piece of shit) was an illegal immigrant who managed to fake his way through the verification steps, and INS showed up one day and vanned him while I was away going to college.
I wasn’t sad to see that fucker go, because he had a number of Mexican kids that he let do whatever they wanted, including Edgar who sexually harassed multiple girls out of the store and Lucio wouldn’t do shit because “why would I fire him when we’re already losing one employee”. Never mind that wed already lost 4 girls at that point and one of them was pregnant at the time. I’m honestly surprised he and I never came to blows because I didn’t hide that I fucking hate him.
Your second-to-last word missing.
Come back and return the toilet to the state you found it in.
Then the next employee gets the same deal, and the cycle of shit continues
We really honor our hunter gatherer ancestors by passing down these stories
A “full refund”
o7 poop veteran