Jerry the Jerk

June 20, 2013

in Diner Stories

A few years ago, I was working at a local restaurant that featured breakfast, lunch and dinner buffets. I always worked the breakfast and lunch buffets; we turned tables very quickly so even bad tips could be forgiven due to getting so many of them. Servers rarely forget a bad tipper, or a good one, […]


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If you look up the word c*nt in a dictionary, there’s a better than average chance you’ll find a picture of a restaurant Regional Manager. Regardless of gender.


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I currently work as the fry cook at a high volume beer and wings joint in Atlanta. Been there almost exactly one year, and will be leaving in one week. Here’s why… Management sucks. My last job as cashier at a fast casual South African restaurant, where the manager and prep cook would frequently bang […]


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Lewd Mr. Matt

February 24, 2012

in Fast Food Stories

My first job was working at what is still one of my favorite fast food restaurants, specializing in chicken. The schedule was perfect and the benefits of free meals on break definitely appealed to me as a 16-year-old. I was quickly moved from a fry station to drive-thru based on my customer skills and speed. […]


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After spending the last 18 of my 32 years in the restaurant business in the Chinese restaurant niche, I’ve become astounded at the way some older men, particularly veterans, are like dinosaurs when it comes to their racist remarks. For the record, my heritage is German; I’m not Asian-looking at all (rather very WASPy) but […]


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Many years ago I worked as an assistant manager for a well known chain of restaurants located in the Washington, DC area. The chain was owned by Mormons who were very generous in helping handicapped and mentally challenged individuals by providing them jobs in the kitchen, and as bus boys and girls. The particular Shoppe […]


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Mum Gets Hit On

March 4, 2010

in Diner Stories

When I was a young boy, my mother and I were staying at a seaside hotel for a needed break. One evening we were sitting in the hotel’s restaurant having a drink and listening to the hotel’s singers. Unfortunately our evening was about to be ruined at the arrival of a scruffy fellow who decided […]


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