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Mike_25
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Trust me, they got zero tolerance for thieves in this business! Missone cent and they'll polygraph you faster than you can say "alibi". I knew a kid who pocketed an extra $20 bill by mistake. Next day, he's got cops and suits interrogating him for hours. Swear to god!
Fudge your numbers and they'll see right through it. Counts and drops gotta match or you're gonna hear about it from the big bosses. One error slips by, then the next shift your relief calls out the discrepancy. Bye bye job!
Take one tip and you're toast. "No gratuities allowed" is rule number one for us cashiers. Lady tried to slip me a Hamilton once. Sorry lady, can't accept that! Had I taken it, I'd be packin' my bags by now.
Commit ONE irresponsible flub and you're on thin ice. Short $50 one week, waste too much time shooting the breeze next shift—slowly but surely building that case for termination. Can't be losing money or patience—that's how management keeps the lights on!
Break policy once, shame on you. Do it again, shame on me—I should've warned ya the first time. Rules exist for a reason, even if they seem pointless. Don't like 'em, work elsewhere!
Perform like ass consistently and they'll boot you fast. No more clumsy money mishandling, free chips left and right, killer lines while you chat—that skill set's gotta improve! They train you but can't force you to give a damn.
Abuse a customer or put people in danger—you're OUT. Temper too quick, mouth too loose, made the wrong move—maybe you'll get lucky for next job, maybe not. No second chances here.
Lie on your app or fail any test—BYE. Props to the suits on running tight ship. Keep it honest or find the door. End of discussion!
No-call, no-shows always get canned. Forewarning or not, didn't show up yesterday? Guess where you work today—not here!
Fudge your numbers and they'll see right through it. Counts and drops gotta match or you're gonna hear about it from the big bosses. One error slips by, then the next shift your relief calls out the discrepancy. Bye bye job!
Take one tip and you're toast. "No gratuities allowed" is rule number one for us cashiers. Lady tried to slip me a Hamilton once. Sorry lady, can't accept that! Had I taken it, I'd be packin' my bags by now.
Commit ONE irresponsible flub and you're on thin ice. Short $50 one week, waste too much time shooting the breeze next shift—slowly but surely building that case for termination. Can't be losing money or patience—that's how management keeps the lights on!
Break policy once, shame on you. Do it again, shame on me—I should've warned ya the first time. Rules exist for a reason, even if they seem pointless. Don't like 'em, work elsewhere!
Perform like ass consistently and they'll boot you fast. No more clumsy money mishandling, free chips left and right, killer lines while you chat—that skill set's gotta improve! They train you but can't force you to give a damn.
Abuse a customer or put people in danger—you're OUT. Temper too quick, mouth too loose, made the wrong move—maybe you'll get lucky for next job, maybe not. No second chances here.
Lie on your app or fail any test—BYE. Props to the suits on running tight ship. Keep it honest or find the door. End of discussion!
No-call, no-shows always get canned. Forewarning or not, didn't show up yesterday? Guess where you work today—not here!