SO I walked in to work tonight, and let me tell you about the udder choas and BULLSHIT that followed: FIRST OF ALL, its prom night, so I have 30,000,000,000 angry ass teenagers in my dining room. THEN, every single server who was there came up to me (I was there 15mins early) telling me "you need to get on the floor right now," "are you on the floor yet?" "When are you getting on the floor?" "We need you on the floor," "I'm leaving right now," "I'm off in ten minuets," "I was off an hour ago," "I'm leaving on time to tonight." Etc, etc, etc. ON TOP OF THAT, I was ALSO bombarded by customers asking for things and complaining. SO I clock in and tell everyone, "Last night was a mess, we need to have a floor plan, and we need to stick to it. We can't be scattered all over again." To which I got the reply, "You need to take 41, 32, 60, 24" etc, etc. TABLES THAT ARE SCATTERED ALL OVER THE RESTAURANT. It was whatever, same shit as always, typical night at Steak 'n Shake. Until I started taking tables and realized WE HAD NO CLEAN TABLES, NO SILVERWARE, NO CUPS, MENUS, SHAKE GLASSES, ETC. So I begin taking tables AND clean up the filthy ass restaurant, WHICH AS YOU CAN IMAGINE IS QUITE IMPOSSIBLE WITH THE 30,000,000,000 ANGRY ASS TEENAGERS IN MY DINNING ROOM AS I PREVIOUSLY STATED. On top of all this, the two managers in the building were doing Drive Thru and Shakes instead of managing, since people want to call off to party. (Which I don't blame them, seeing as how Steak 'n Shake not only consumes, but ruins your life.) THEN I have servers just walking out for no reason, the kitchen fucking up, STILL no tables, silverware, shake glasses, cups, or menus. My manager tells me not to take anymore tables, finish the ones I have, clean the dining room, and take over Drive Thru. SO THATS WHAT I BEGIN DOING. I am then, AGAIN, bombarded by angry customers and co-workers, acting as if I'm a goddamn manager or something. AND. THEN. I have servers yelling at me for not taking tables, not only tables in MY section, BUT TABLES SCATTERED ALL OVER THE RESTAURANT. AGAIN. All while I'm trying to clean, run cash, take care of my tables, help with dishes, deal with shitty customers, and figure out what customers have and haven't been taken care of. since there was AT LEAST ten tables who were literately REFUSED service for 45mins to an hour because servers knew them personally and "didn't like them." On top of this I'm getting in trouble for "NOT" cleaning, running cash, and taking tables when I was told not to. "NOT" doing these things because I'm only one person and can't do seven hundred things at once. Ugh. I'm done ranting. I could go on for HOURS. All that need to be said is, (In the words of Kasey Ford;) I AM NO LONGER EMPLOYED AT STEAK 'N SHIT. I tried so hard to wait until I had another job, I tried so hard to finish my two weeks, I tried so hard to wait until I finished fixing my car, but I just couldn't. I've never seen a more disorganized, filthy, poorly managed peice of shit "business" in my entire life. I wasn't joking when I said Steak 'n Shake was ruining my life, I wasn't joking when I said it was making me miserable, and I wasn't joking when I said I was done. I've talked to ALL of the managers REPEATEDLY over the last few weeks, and they don't care. Never have and never will. (With exception of two, and they know who they are.) but they'll be gone soon anyway, along with literately half of the entire staff who have their two weeks in now. It may have been a stupid decision, but I will figure it out, I was taught a raised by the best and watched them do it my entire life. I know its possible, and I've NEVER been happier with any decision, EVER. That's all the matters. FUCK ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL YOU LAZY ASS LITTLE KIDS. We'll see how long any of you last without one of the only people who actually does their fucking job. Now, I get to spend time with my family, my friends, focus on school, get a better job, finish all of the things I've been too tired, busy, and miserable to do, and I'm so fucking happy to finally be out of there. To the ones who stuck it out with me, you know who are, Im sorry, don't hate me, I still love you, good luck, AND GET OUTTA THAT HELL HOLE ASAP.