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i was wondering if anyone could help me out, aswell. I too worked at subway, for about 2 months maximum? i'm not really sure,(it was over a year ago) it was a short time, and i was still on probation.
i had sprained my ankle the day of my night shift, and i know i should of called in sick, but i thought i would of been able to work, it was four hours, and a close on a relatively quiet night, and i didnt want to get on the bad side of my manager, by giving such short notice, so i got it bandaged, and went in to work. I think it was my second close shift? so i still had very little idea of what i was to do, the supervisor for that shift, was arrogant, rude and abrupt to say the least, and was snappy with me, the other person working the shift went to my school, and was in the grade above me, she was bitchy towards me aswell. the supervisor, who i later found at was the managers nephew, was sitting around the back on the store computer on myspace, with the other worker, i was writing a "to die" list, and someone came in, he said, "can you serve?" i dont recall what i said back, but i'm not ruling out that i could of said something like, "i suppose" or sighed, or rolled my eyes, or somethinkg along those lines.
so i went out, washed my hands, put on gloves, and got out a bit of paper and asked the customer, what i could get him, i got the bread and asked if it was toasted or fresh, he said toasted, i still wasnt sure of what times and such for toasting, so i called out to the supervisor, "what do i press for a roast chicken toasted" he yelled back so i finnished making the sub, and i wasnt trained for register yet, so i had finished, and asked, "any drinks or cookies with that?" and i got him his cookies and gave him his cup, and i called out to the back, "can one of you get this? thanks" and so the supervisor came out, after moaning, and grunting and kicking crates out of the way around the back, and the customer was getting frustrated, so i said to him, "sorry about that, shouldnt be too long" and then the supervisor came out and processed it. the customer was halfway out the door, when my supervisor turned around to me and shouted in my face "ever try something like that again, and you'll be out of here so fast, youre head will spin". baffled as to what i had done, i stood there thinking for about a second, while he and the other worker walked back to the computer. i went back to writing the to die list, then he asked me to clean the oven and the proofer, i told him, i didnt know how, and he got up and sighed and was like pointing saying do this, do that blah blah blah, it soon came to the end of my shift and i saw my mothers car drive past the store, next thing the store phone rang, he answered it, and was like hang on, and he gave me the phone, whilst giving me the most dirty look, my mum was asking me what time are you getting out, you told me you finnished at 10, its almost 10:30, so i asked the supervisor when can i go? and he was all like, when the cleaning is done, i told my mother exactly what he said, and she said, hang on i'm coming in, i told her not to and she was just getting agitated, she said, if your not in the car in five minutes, im coming in, i said okay. i started glad wrapping the salads and stuff when the phone rang again, the supervisor let it ring out, at this point he and the other girl were "washing dishes" or whatever at the back, the girl was standing there with a broom in her hand and he was sitting on the bench next to the sink. next thing my mother came through the door and said to me, How long will you be i've been waiting outside for half an hour,and at that point he came around and my mother asked him, she was telling him, "she is injured, she was meant to finnish over half an hour ago, and i didnt like the tine of your voice on the phone to me" he replied "if she was injured, she could have called in sick" and was saying "i told her she could go at 10:10" then he said, "she can go now, shes gotta fill out her time sheet" so i went around the back, and went to fill out my time sheet, and i saw it wasnt my writing, i thought i had grabbed someone elses, but i read the top of it, and it had my name on it, and i read the times, and they were the times i was scheduled to work, but not the times i got in and left, like the past week, i had to stay i after my end time, and i was fed up at that point of staying in so i worte the time i left, which in some cases was 15-30minutes after my scheduled finnish time, i asked the supervisor, what happened to my sheet? he told me that my other one got lost and that he wrote out a new one according to the roster, at this point i was tired, sore, and didnt really feel like engaging in a civil conversation with him, as i felt like stabbing him. so i was like whatever, so i signed the sheet, i didnt sign the ones he wrote, only my one, and i wrote the time i left.
around ten minutes before my next shift, i got a call, saying "dont
i had sprained my ankle the day of my night shift, and i know i should of called in sick, but i thought i would of been able to work, it was four hours, and a close on a relatively quiet night, and i didnt want to get on the bad side of my manager, by giving such short notice, so i got it bandaged, and went in to work. I think it was my second close shift? so i still had very little idea of what i was to do, the supervisor for that shift, was arrogant, rude and abrupt to say the least, and was snappy with me, the other person working the shift went to my school, and was in the grade above me, she was bitchy towards me aswell. the supervisor, who i later found at was the managers nephew, was sitting around the back on the store computer on myspace, with the other worker, i was writing a "to die" list, and someone came in, he said, "can you serve?" i dont recall what i said back, but i'm not ruling out that i could of said something like, "i suppose" or sighed, or rolled my eyes, or somethinkg along those lines.
so i went out, washed my hands, put on gloves, and got out a bit of paper and asked the customer, what i could get him, i got the bread and asked if it was toasted or fresh, he said toasted, i still wasnt sure of what times and such for toasting, so i called out to the supervisor, "what do i press for a roast chicken toasted" he yelled back so i finnished making the sub, and i wasnt trained for register yet, so i had finished, and asked, "any drinks or cookies with that?" and i got him his cookies and gave him his cup, and i called out to the back, "can one of you get this? thanks" and so the supervisor came out, after moaning, and grunting and kicking crates out of the way around the back, and the customer was getting frustrated, so i said to him, "sorry about that, shouldnt be too long" and then the supervisor came out and processed it. the customer was halfway out the door, when my supervisor turned around to me and shouted in my face "ever try something like that again, and you'll be out of here so fast, youre head will spin". baffled as to what i had done, i stood there thinking for about a second, while he and the other worker walked back to the computer. i went back to writing the to die list, then he asked me to clean the oven and the proofer, i told him, i didnt know how, and he got up and sighed and was like pointing saying do this, do that blah blah blah, it soon came to the end of my shift and i saw my mothers car drive past the store, next thing the store phone rang, he answered it, and was like hang on, and he gave me the phone, whilst giving me the most dirty look, my mum was asking me what time are you getting out, you told me you finnished at 10, its almost 10:30, so i asked the supervisor when can i go? and he was all like, when the cleaning is done, i told my mother exactly what he said, and she said, hang on i'm coming in, i told her not to and she was just getting agitated, she said, if your not in the car in five minutes, im coming in, i said okay. i started glad wrapping the salads and stuff when the phone rang again, the supervisor let it ring out, at this point he and the other girl were "washing dishes" or whatever at the back, the girl was standing there with a broom in her hand and he was sitting on the bench next to the sink. next thing my mother came through the door and said to me, How long will you be i've been waiting outside for half an hour,and at that point he came around and my mother asked him, she was telling him, "she is injured, she was meant to finnish over half an hour ago, and i didnt like the tine of your voice on the phone to me" he replied "if she was injured, she could have called in sick" and was saying "i told her she could go at 10:10" then he said, "she can go now, shes gotta fill out her time sheet" so i went around the back, and went to fill out my time sheet, and i saw it wasnt my writing, i thought i had grabbed someone elses, but i read the top of it, and it had my name on it, and i read the times, and they were the times i was scheduled to work, but not the times i got in and left, like the past week, i had to stay i after my end time, and i was fed up at that point of staying in so i worte the time i left, which in some cases was 15-30minutes after my scheduled finnish time, i asked the supervisor, what happened to my sheet? he told me that my other one got lost and that he wrote out a new one according to the roster, at this point i was tired, sore, and didnt really feel like engaging in a civil conversation with him, as i felt like stabbing him. so i was like whatever, so i signed the sheet, i didnt sign the ones he wrote, only my one, and i wrote the time i left.
around ten minutes before my next shift, i got a call, saying "dont