Love to constantly be criticized, yelled at and/or grilled?
Want to work for a douchey GM with an undeserved sense of
entitlement, who wears a Prince Valiant haircut accessorized with
a treble-clef earring (s**t you not) and takes out his inner
rage over not realizing his own dreams on his waiters by
constantly yelling/cursing at them and generally treating them
like senseless half-wits? Here at Michael's, we can promise
you 7 solid shifts a week and then give you 2.
Armed with a
20 table section a shift...you can haphazardly sharpen your
skills by waiting on some of the most high-maintenance clientele
in NYC!!! We ask that you call in everyday before your shift
so we can tell you whether you're working or not...
Plus, you get to do all of this
while looking like a complete tool in your time-warp pink Polo
shirt, diagonal-striped tie and white apron!! Tre-chic! Only
true gluttons for punishment need apply...
From a reply post:
No shit! I trained at this fucking hellhole two years ago and
the memory is still very sharp indeed...
All of the employees seemed overworked
and bitter. And a majority of the clientele thinks that their
shit does not stink and that ther are infallible.