The most insane part was that I went above and beyond to make sure our customers were happy and the management and owners of the restaurant made it a living hell with their verbal abuse.
For example: A customer who I know regularly dines in with his wife walks through the door just as i'm coming out the back. I go behind the register to get a cloth from a sanitize bucket when the customer sees me and precedes to tell about me how how hard he sees me work. The restaurant was empty at the time so this conversation was able to be had completely from behind the counter.
As we conversed the owners son, who runs the day to day operations, also comes from the back and over hears our conversation.
Just as the gentlemen ask how much get paid I hear the manager tell him “more than i'm worth”.
I should have quit right then but from the time I did quit until I die Hardees/Carl's will leave a bad taste in my mouth.