I was having one of those days.
Derp thought because I was so sweet and kind lately he could micro-manage me
First of all, I am not a child. I am not a part-timer. I know my business, stay in your place before we have hands!
He made the mistake of putting me on McCafe. (fucking hate that position!) There I am making coffee. Two buckets of ice coffees so we could be prepared for the rush.
I am finally done my task and I walk up to the landing to run some orders and Derp starts to beak off at me. “Rebecca part of your job is to run for the window! So don’t just stand there at the coffee station!”
I was right behind him. “Yeah, thanks for pointing that out. There are no orders” I shot back.
Steve’s head shot up. He had been double-checking orders. “Whoa. Whoa! Oh snap!” he laughed. “Such anger!”
Derp glared at me. Dont look at me like that, I will poke out your eyes!
Later on, I was in the middle of an order. “Rebecca,” Derp began. My eye began to twitch. “You know you’re on coffee. I shouldn’t be over here making coffee. Keep an eye on coffee.”
“Funny thing is? Its called teamwork.” I replied. “I shouldn’t be over here running. Yet here I am running orders. What is it you want me to do? Run or make coffees?”
He glared at me. I finished my order, and walked over. “Is there a problem?”I asked ever so sweetly.
“You didnt have any coffee made.”
Really? There were 4 pots made. Nice try. “Four pots made.”
“Yes, but they were empty.”
I reached over to check. “Sure looks full to me.”
“Rebecca,” he began, ‘I just made those.”
“Nope, those are the pots I made. Make sure the timers are put on the ones you made.” I pivotted on my heel and left.
I was covering a break in drive thru. I was stretching in between orders.
“Rebecca!” Derp snapped.
I slowly straightened. My fingers clenching into fist so I wouldnt say anything that would get me into trouble.
“Instead of just standing there, how about you stock up clean up or run for window.”
I glance behind me. Again no orders for window.
“I will get right on that!”
After work, Steve wanted to talk to me. “Oh great,” I mumbled.
“Close the door,” he instructed me.
It was very good news!!!
He didn’t enjoy the tension this morning. He glared at Derp. He wanted to assure me that what happened last weekend would never affect me. That crew loved my sister, loved me. That the crew would never be the same without my sister, or me.
He hadn’t been at the meeting with my sister and the boss. ( there are two boss Steves) He was totally blown away by what happened. He asked me what she said to me.
I told him that the entire weekend I thought it was a joke. That she was pulling my leg.
He told me believed in second chances. That she deserved a second chance. He knew there was no way she would ever do such a thing. Nor I.
When my sister came to pick me up, he saw her and told her she wasn’t fired. She was suspended for a week. He would be having a long talk with Boss. There was no way he was going to let her go. He wouldn’t be able to run this restaurant without her.
What wonderful news!!!!
My sister broke down crying with happiness.
I told her to Praise God because He was the One who made this happen.