where were you?
there was a line.
she's a smoker, so i get it, she needs her fix. but this is a business.
the kids don't think of that when they bag on the boss and do a half-assed job washing dishes. i have grave concerns about the standards of cleanliness and have tried to make positive changes, but i think the kids are glad when i'm not there telling them to rewash stuff and wash their hands.
who knows, can't please everyone. and last mgr i spoke to (not a kid, or at least in a role of authority), was glad i was not being paid to just stand around and wished others would volunteer to go home.
it's costing the company more to pay us than we are bringing in. you do the math.
but these kids don't seem to know the meaning of work, and neither do some of the adults i've seen. but when there are six or seven of us packed behind a coffee bar, it's hard to find anything to do. we're all over each other helping. it's too much.
so the blame can't all be laid on the kids.
the scheduling issues are huge, and some of those kids just need to be sent home when there is no one there.
i was told to suggest this, but i don't feel it is my place. i suggested it by offering to go (an indirect suggestion at best).
what can i say? we do the best we can.
i must go to work today, sure hope there is something to do.
peace. out.
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