To the Manager with the dirty moustache at a certain fast food place: Overhearing a convo as I waited for my sandwich… when an employee simply states she is out of toonies and needs more for her till there is no reason to get pervy; changing your tone of voice and call her a naughty girl and slime your way past, putting hands on her shoulders to get around her when there was ample room bro—no need… and why is she a naughty girl? For giving change? I’d hate to see what you call her if she was late for a shift. I assume the 17-year-old girl isn’t interested… but who knows… some women like a man with “power.” In any case, I would have deemed that inappropriate for the workplace—check yourself and that greasy stash bro. —Patron
This article appears in Sep 27 – Oct 3, 2012.
Ugh! Report the perv to head office.
hey, you leavea me the fuck alonea. if i wants to put my hands on chicky, and a she a works for me, is a none of your business. thank you, don’t come again.( in apu type of voice)
EWWW!!
Classy joint.
That looked more Italian than Indian Blow Me.
Oh you naughty girl! Grab that roll of toonies, yeah! Unwrap them nice and slow, just they way I like it! Oh yes! Now dump them in the spot designated for toonies in the cashregister that you were assigned to on this shift, oh God YES!
I’m glad it’s not one of my daughters working for this slime shit. I’d have to order a burger and serve him a knuckle sandwich for even thinking that way about a 17 yr old.
I don’t think I could have stayed silent if I witnessed this nastiness. I wish I knew the name of the joint so this psycho Kontee b* could pay a visit.