It wasn’t instant karma but it eventually happened.

I work at a fast food restaurant to pay for college but when I started a year ago and three months, I was a high school senior.

I wasn’t close to any of the managers as I am now as Im very shy and timid, and I don’t open up to people until I get to know them.

There was one manager however, her name for the sake of this story, we’ll call her M.

M was the closet to the cashiers’ age; she was about 23 I believe. She was young and she wore a lot of makeup. I “bonded” with her and began to talk to her more than most managers but her attitude soon changed.

She was a straight up bitch. Stuck up and rude to the cashiers and the customers. Even rude towards her fellow managers, people she was supposed to be on good terms with. Every time I made one little inconvenience of going to get her something, she would make a fuss that I was too slow. Or at one point I was told to cut chocolate cake but we got extremely busy to the point where I had to reheat the icing because when I got back to doing the cake, the icing was dry and it couldn’t be spread all over the cake without fucking it up. I reheated it and she took her frustration out on me, saying that I was taking forever in just cutting cake. When I tried to tell her that the reason was because everyone kept calling me to the front to help the customers, she cut me off saying, “I don’t give a fuck, Natalie! There’s only one cashier up there. You should be able to cut cake like this in ten minutes!” I honestly don’t know why I talked to her, I wasted my time with her and should have been bonding with the GM which I eventually did.

This manager did other things that would piss me off. For example one day I was working the whole day, 11am to 9pm. She came in around 4 and saw that I was there but she didn’t say anything. Now someone who isn’t the rank of a manager shouldn’t have to work more than 12 hours, working 11 hours though is unheard of. At the ten hour mark, the manager closing is hassling people out the door who’ve already worked the whole day, telling them it’s time to clock out. Not M. I remember one time on a Saturday it wasn’t even busy and I had finished everything on my list, I had refilled beers, done the salsa, had done the floors, had helped somewhat at the drive thru, restocked, and had restocked soda cups. Still she wouldn’t let me go. She was having me stand around doing nothing. There was another manager there however who saw me doing absolutely nothing and confronted M about it. M blabbered helplessly but the other manager got fed up that she just told me to clock out and go home. I was irritated but grateful that the other manager had saved me from working almost 12 hours. I remember too one time saying that we were short staffed and that the GM could do with hiring more people. It was a suggestion as I knew my place and I didn’t want to make it seem like an order. She turned around and looked at me and said, “well it doesn’t really matter. You cashiers don’t really do anything. You just stand around all day and don’t do shit.”

M was rude to the customers like I said. She had many complaints. Many complaints were on the orders. She would treat the customer like they were stupid or down right retarded, even the ones who had questions that were common sense. For me it was the time on the phone when I called in sick and she answered. I told her I had gotten an eye ulcer from my contact lense and that the doctor suggested I didn’t show up so I didn’t getting anything else from working with the food. All she said to me was, “you found someone to cover you, right?” She didn’t even care I was sick and she sounded annoyed. When I was off the clock too, she’d pull off shit. I’d go with a group of friends from school and she’d see me, roll her eyes and sigh. She would refuse to take my order even if one of the other managers told her to do so. My mother sent me one time to get something for a party we had and I made the mistake of going in alone. M saw me come up for the order and she asked “what the hell are you doing here?” When I told her my mother had send me, she shoved the food at me and didn’t say a word, just glared at me. My sensitive self was close to tears but at that moment one of the other managers came and saw me and started saying hello, etc. I brightened immediately and said “hi” back before leaving.

The last straw was a morning I wasn’t there. Apparently she got into an argument with a fight over a cup of shredded cheese. The customer asked for a scoop of shredded cheese. M said he had to pay. The GM encourages that if they ask for cheese, tomatoes, or lettuce, especially not anything like sour cream (sauce) to just hand it to them. It’s not worth the argument or attention. But M didn’t do that. She ignored the customer’s attempts at just asking for a single scoop of shredded cheese. The customer ended up not receiving what he wanted and complained online, etc. The GM, finally realizing that M was nothing but trouble, fired her on the spot.

Although I never heard from her again, I heard from a former coworker that she ran into her at Walmart. M asked how we were doing and especially how I was doing. The former coworker told me all of this that “M missed me” to which I scoffed and laughed at.

I don’t miss her. At all. All I gotta say is her eventual replacement is pretty cool. He’s chill unlike her and he’s the kindest.

There are rumors that M ended up working at Pop-Eyes because she had experience as a manager at my job. But the other managers say she’s gone back to her old job which involved taking care of old people.

Good fucking riddance.