Why staying clear of fast food joints is advisable

Damn, how are you so brave?

I used to work at an Outback Steakhouse and once saw a line cook spit into the hot wings I’d had him redo since they were brought to one of my tables still raw inside. I freaked the fuck out and called him on it instantly, loudly enough that everyone in the back heard and he got fired on the spot.

We had a server at my Outback rub the bread on the floor of the dish pit.

Why the fuck are people like this

Sad people trying to feel powerful because their life is miserable

It really just comes down to genuinely being a shitty human being, I used to work in restaurants as a cook and I’ve had to deal with difficult customers and was getting over worked and stressed out all the time. Like I was sad and miserable, the boss and the manager only cared about sales and not on the staffs wellbeing so we’re occasionally under staffed. But I’ve never tampered with food ever.

Thanks bro, and sorry about the shitty boss.

Legitimately. I don’t care how much I hate my job or the customers I’m not doing this gross shit to people.

Ya I’ve had some shit jobs where I could find ways to screw with shitty managers, but never once considered to take it out on customers. Food services or otherwise.

I’ve worked support jobs where if someone was a real asshole I’d change the expiration date of their network password to the day before. If they really got me I’d just do it to them after I got back to my desk if I saw them in the hallway. Some people deserve to be messed with but I still wouldn’t mess with their food.

The world has been a shitty place with little islands of kindness for a long time. My mother once told me a story from her youth. She was about 15/16, and working in this small diner/hamburger/soda jerk joint in a rather smallish city. It was a crappy, cold, and wet night when not just the biggest black man she had ever seen, but the biggest man period, came walking in wearing a suit and an overcoat. The man sheepishly asked her if it was ok to get something to eat. Mind you, this was the early 1950s in America. “Colored” people either ate out of the back or were refused service outright in those days. In her experience, the custodian of the HS was a black man. He and his wife had children who went to school alongside the white kids. And they were accepted by enough of the population that those who objected did nothing. So here is this comparatively tiny teenager, looking up at this big black man, who she remembered had the largest hands she had ever seen, and she told him, “Well yeah, sit down and get something.” He begged her pardon and walked outside, she assumed to get his family, and a second later, a whole bunch of rather large black men and one little white guy came in behind him. Now, in reality, this had to have made some of the white folks a little nervous, if not at least confused. She didn’t know it at that moment, but she had just invited the Harlem Globetrotters to dinner. And even then, she didn’t know who they were. She’d never heard of them. It seems they had just finished a show in the next city up and were refused service in every place they stopped to eat before hitting the road to the next show. It was ok then to buy a ticket and be entertained at one of their shows, and then refuse to let them eat dinner later. She said they were nice, and gentlemen to the core, paid their bill, and got back on the bus and moved on. She said they tipped well, also. It’s never the world we should live in. But every once in a while, it’s the world we could live in.

Damn … And with a story like that, “only” a couple of decades ago, one’s understand why people are really shitty and evil to another. People paying to watch Black entertainers, enjoying their show, but then they refusing to offer or let them get a **paid** service as simple and human as sustenance. Joke on these racists, their kids and grandchildren perpetuated these prejudices, and now, it comes biting their asses really hard, to the point that it shapes everything, even the actual inhumane US government deciding to ruin people with healthcare premiums costs… And I’m sad for people like your mother, who are nice, and don’t deserve what’s coming now.

Thank you for doing the right thing.

In my experience, I’d say most people do. People say stuff like this is normal all the time to scare customers, but realistically it’s not put up with more than it’s tolerated. Also, I’d say this post’s title is inaccurate. This is exactly reason to eat at fast food, cause there’s more often a line of sight between customers and the food being prepared. This wouldn’t have been recorded and documented had the food been prepared where customers can’t see it.

Yeah, I’ve never worked in the food industry myself, but know quite a few people who have/do. They’ve ALL said that fucking with people’s food like this is absolutely not okay, and is always called out whenever it’s seen, which is (anecdotally) very rare. Not to say they might not mess with you in other ways if you’re a super dick. You asked for no ice? Whoops. Little stuff like that. But never outright…contaminating food.

In my experience, most people who claim this happens all the time are bluffing. I’ve heard people bragging about how they spat on X order, and I just look at them like ‘I remember that order, you weren’t even on the table 🤨’.

Back when I was 16 – I’m 36 now – I worked at a fast food place in a small town and there was this regular that was just horrible. He said the most vile and hateful things every time he came through. He made me cry on multiple occasions. I asked management if we could have him banned from the store because he was so horrible. My manager always said “you just have to smile and treat him like any other customer.” I was super pleasant and was always put on the window because per my manager, I was the fastest and most accurate on the register, and she frequently got comments from customers about how very pleasant that smiling happy young lady at the window is – just adding those comments so that it’s clear this old man was just a miserable cod and there wasn’t anything I was going to justify his treatment. One day, I heard him in the headset, and I asked the manager to pleeeeease not make me deal with this wretched man. If she wants to allow him to come through every day, then she can deal with him. She told me to go back and assemble orders while she takes the window. He orders a fish sandwich and I grabbed the cheese, licked it with every bit of my frustration and anger at this man and the fact that I had to deal with him, and slammed that licked cheese down on his fish sandwich, closed it up, put it in the bag, and put it in the spot for his order. It took out all of my frustration about it and then I immediately felt horrible about it. I ran up as the manager was about to hand it out and I said “wait!!! I’m so sorry, I forgot the pickles!!” And grabbed the bag back, threw the food away, and very quickly remade him a new fish sandwich – sans saliva. When I handed it back, I heard the guy asking why I was in the kitchen because he always loves seeing my smiling face at the window. I don’t know why but this old man was never an issue for me after that day ever again. I also never did anything like that again. I don’t know how people can do that and feel good about it. This man was horrible to me and I still couldn’t pass off a licked slice of cheese.

It’s kinda like typing out an angry message or comment and then deleting. Sometimes you just need get it out, without actually GETTING IT OUT

You did good

Yeah, legit health concern here. Name the location brah