Another Day, Another Call Out

Date: 9/19/2020

10/31/2018: I called out of my school job to work in the memory care unit at my kitchen job, so the teacher sent a passive-aggressive text stating something like, “oh no... but the children. The children will miss you. Just kidding!! Feel better.” While walking through memory care with my coworker “Kenny”, we were both in the process of training a guy who looked like a shorter Lil Nas X. I walked into the kitchen for something, but the supply closet and dry pantry were locked. None of the chefs were on duty, so my friend “Brad” was on the line wearing a red Doctor Who shirt. He wasn’t allowed to touch any of the appliances for some reason, so he was making a shit ton of salads for dinner on party-sized serving platters, but they were doused in mayonnaise. When I asked Brad where the others were, he said they didn’t come in to work because they didn’t feel like it. Then “Trina” comes in from the other dining room saying, “ I know you didn’t turn the stove on, but Eleanor wants a hot dog.” Brad literally threw a salad in Trina’s face and says, “tell her to choke on that.l I snuck into the line for a few pickles to put whipped cream on and as I went to squeeze it out of the sleeve, Brad screamed “that squirt is coming out of your paycheck!!!”