Posted on May 20, 2009 at 3:04am
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I really hate working with owner’s kids. I didn’t realize how much, until my latest encounter with “the perfect angel”.
I guess it started when I was a teenager. I was working at a family owned steak house, where the kids all had to work without pay. It was considered their family duty, and contributed to a lot of negativity, which carried over into the restaurant. The kids weren’t there because they wanted to be, it was more like a punishment for them.
Then there was the…
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