Recently we got a useless General Manager. The new GM has done nothing, does nothing, messes everything up, hides in the office during rushes, and is fucking everything up. And when people try to suggest the old ways to him. He just walks away like you had never spoken.
This has sent a wave of laziness through the staff.
And today the assistant manager that was saving us and has been so useful and even friendly to us quit.
The old warrior grill man who has worked for Lone Star for over ten years. Who hasn't got a raise in 20 months. Who has been through five general managers. Who can't get his driver's licence back until 2012, rides a bicycle to work and has been working two jobs saving up for his daughter to go to Paris with her high school French Club.
The old warrior grill man looked at me today and said in a soft voice, "I've seen many a manager here. I've suffered through many a rush. There were times when the tickets did not stop. They kept coming. I kept cooking. I was never scared. Several times the air-conditioner broke and I kept working when it was 125 degrees in here. I have fought and struggled in here to get the food out. I have always tried my best and I know I seem like an asshole sometimes, but I want to get things done. I know the past managers were assholes and some were nuts but they got shit done. They made sure shit was right even if it fucked up labor. But now. Now, who cares. He doesn't care. It's going down Noah. It's going down."
With a look of fear he returned to silence.