(Closed) Can't prove a negative?

Long story short, My boss let me leave early tuesday night, I was excited to finally get to have sometime with my girlfriends. So I chittered with the other girls at work about possibly going out to the night club. Well, that didn’t happen as something I ate played hell with my intestinal track. I called into work the next day, letting my morning bosses know what was going on. They understood and gave me a pass for that next shift. I stay home, feel better and let them know I will come in for my thrusday shift.

About half way through my thrusday shift, I get sick again. I let my boss know. About that time all hell breaks loose in the store and I have orders stacked in my window and for some reason the cooks have gone completely retarded and I’m getting 20-30 minute wait times on orders.

One customer had almost been waiting 45 minutes by the time I ran into the kitchen to make the damn food myself. I get cussed out by a cook and pretty much tell him If he can’t figure out an order for a burger and fries I’d do it myself and save everyone the trouble.

Obviously he doesnt like that. My roommates stop in an order food. Everything has calmed down by this time and things seem better. Until the roommates girlfriend brings her burger back not 3 minutes after I served it to her. It was ice cold. Seriously. The middle of it was red. Totally under cooked.

I take it back and show the cook. He tells me he isn’t going to listen to my shit anymore and starts working on another waitresses food.

So I call out the back up cook and ask him to remake that order. He does and everything is fine.

About this time, I realize the main cook is SERIOUSLY TOTALLY STONED. He REEKS of weed after his break.

I loose my shit. Not really, but I tell my boss I’m done taking this crap, I’m finishing my closeing duties and going home. I still feel like shit, the cook has lost his mind. I can’t deal with it in my current state. Boss says ok and I go home.

Boss JUST texted me “I’ve been a bar manager for 28 years, I know what hung over and food poisoning looks like. You were hung over. From now on please, leave your phone at home or in your purse, I don’t want you making plans to go drinking on the clock anymore. Neither of us want to get in trouble with the store manager. IF your attitude after today does not change I will request that neither of us work the same shift anymore”

Sadly you had a bad combination of events! Your sickness reared up several times, and coincided with your chit chat of going to the club and what not. Sounds like the bar manager was uncomfortable with what happened in the day and is looking for a vent route.

In general if you are using your phone on your shift/and you friends stop in, it may look like you don’t really care. While I know you do very much, it just goes with the territory of mixing job with personal life.

I guess you can’t prove, but you may want to start looking for a new place to work as it seems like you have a tough crowd!!