where the wild flowers grow
I worked as a dishwasher for almost a year..
Now, I understand that cleanliness is a very important factor in the food industry.
Except, my boss was a very insulting jerk about it. When I started the job I got little "training", meaning I hadn't been told where everything was located, and what I'd be doing beside dishwashing.
I remember once being told to mop up a spill in the middle of the restaurant, and I had no idea where the mop was! So after he told me to do it, I asked..
His reply: "Do you ever *bleepin'* listen Meghan, are you *bleepin'* stupid or something? I don't have the *bleepin'* time to tell you how to do your *bleepin'* job".
And then he proceeded to walk away without giving me any direction as to where the mop was. I eventually found it, of course.
At first I thought he was just frustrated, this was only my fourth day on the job.. But I found out as time progressed that he was like this ALL THE TIME. He'd also have "special projects" for me to do, like mopping up fecal matter after a pipe had burst downstairs. Vacuuming the catering van five times before it was "good enough". All the while he'd insult and tell me how imperfect a job I'd done.. Sometimes he'd eventually just get so mad that he'd tell me to forget it and go home.
On my 18th birthday, which happened to be the busiest day of the year, the dishwasher broke (which I was promptly blamed for) and I had to bring every dish down stairs to use the other dishwasher, and then bring them back up. I had to do this for 5 hours straight and also inch my way through the closet sized dishpit upstairs to gather them, and refill cracker barrels and get soup for customers.
I almost got fired that day because I left without asking.. I was just that angry. I never got a raise, and I was making less than minimum wage by Wisconsin guidelines. I also walked 4 miles to and from work.
Shows how appreciative some people are, eh?
Sorry, this was long, but it's valid.