“I saw a bunch of people rage quit their job all at once when I was in my teens.
We have a fairly large Irish population where I come from and the St Patrick’s Day Parade has always been a big deal around here.
Back in the day, they used to hold it on the main street and the Burger King I worked in was the only thing open along the route.
This year it was unseasonably warm and back then we (Burger King employees) wore those big heavy shirts and thick pants. Worse yet was once the flame broiler got going full tilt it raised the temperature in the kitchen by at least another 20 or so degrees. so it was one hot, sweaty, miserable day for us.
Compounding the problems was Burger King pushing its, ‘have it your way’ campaign and that was pretty new to fast food at the time so every person that came in wanted to special order everything just because they could.
The restaurant was packed, all the employees were sweating like pigs and every person that came in was either staggering or outright rude and nasty.
I was on the flame broiler and my girlfriend was on one of the registers when a commotion happened. A wasted customer had come in, special ordered a whopper or something, and then decided he wanted it specialized even further. The place was packed and as he tried to get back to the front of the line a lot of shoving went on. It was pure chaos.
Our manager who was not much older than the teen staff ran up and decided the best course of action was to appease the inebriated guy by chastising the girl at the register who just happened to be my girlfriend.
The people next in line started shouting, the manager was shouting, and the wasted clown was shouting. The manager totally lost his cool and called my girlfriend a name (can’t even remember what it was) and that got me leaving my station and heading to the register.
I was wasting my time though as said girlfriend punched the manager with a right hook that would have made Rocky proud. She then unceremoniously yanks off her Burger king shirt, throws it at him while giving a few expletives and storms out in her soaking wet T-shirt.
I stood dumbfounded while I watched most of the crew around me start ditching their heavy Burger King shirts and making a beeline for the door while saying things like, ‘ya, F@#$ this!’.
I left as well but a friend of mine stayed and told me that they didn’t have enough employees to keep the place open so they ended up closing for the day.
I have never seen anything like that ever again.”
