I worked at a Culver’s for about 3 months when I was 17 and let me tell you about my horrid stories.
First thing that I noticed was how chaotic the situation was. There were at least 25 people working, 1/5 of them not doing anything at all. Some training the new employees, some actually doing their job. The place is absolutely filthy, with there even being oil that had gotten clumped up in every crevasse like the place never gets cleaned.
The managers were creepy, and I can only recall one manager who was a genuine, good guy who helped me the entire time I worked there, but he was the lowest on the chain-of-command so my biggest issues never got solved. Though, for the other managers, flirting with teenage girls as 30-40 year old men was completely fine, going out of their way to sexualize them.
The managers were really shitty at their jobs, but no one compared to my boss.
my friend had a small hickey on his neck and he was sent home and told to cover it up next shift. Well, he did that, and immediately got fired as soon as he got clocked in.
I did the calculations on my old pay stubs from there too and some of missing money just doesn’t make sense, as if this Culver’s, which makes around $9000 profit a day, just needed to stick their fingers in everyone’s wallets.
One day, there were too many people working and my friend and I were forced to rock-paper-scissors for who got to stay and make money. I won, but at what cost? I was still forced to go home 30 mins later anyways. My homie brought me to work so I had already called my dad letting him know I’ll need a ride home, but it was bad when I was forced to leave and I didn’t even have a ride.
I didn’t order a Uber either because my phone ran out data.
Most of the people who work there are teens so it’s much easier for them to exploit them. There had been times where I have had school the next day and I would be supposed to clock out at 10, sometimes 11, and they would make me stay and clean the kitchen for another hour sometimes 2 depending on how many hands were helping. The night I quit, it was only 2 people in the kitchen and they were about to make both of us clean the entire kitchen when we had to be up for school in 6 hours. I quit right then and there and said “find yourself a different poor bastard to waste their time and energy here”.