Over the course of the last, oh, three shifts, I have managed to insult someone I genuinely care about, fight with the Kitchen Manager, and nearly get fired by my GM. The latter was this morning. I picked up lunch--the worst idea I ever had.
Originally I picked up in a section that came in at 11:30, but last night, a co-worker asked me to open for her. I didn't put it in the shift-change book because 1) I forgot, and 2) I knew I would be there. Well, I should have checked, because I came in to open to find that I clocked out with 35 hours last night. My GM tells me to NOT clock-in until 11:30, and that I have to be out by 4:30. I know they pull this shit ALL the time, but it gets more and more frustrating. So, I continued to help open (I couldn't just sit back while the others opened with four rather than five. Well, whatever, I shook that off....kinda.
My section was a 10-top and three 4-tops. My big-top was sat with four adults and six children, whoop-di-doo, and while I was waiting for them to finish up, my GM meanders to my side and asks on their progress. He tells me that he has an 11 and a 13 waiting, and he asks which one I would prefer. I tell him that I would love to take an 11-top solo (which is, for some stupid-ass reason, forbidden in our neck of the woods). Standards state that we have to split parties over 10, but we do have the, "at the manager's discretion," disclaimer, so that's why I ask. He refuses. He says it's his discretion...I think it's his own bullshit.
My GM's a normal guy, and we have candid discussions about the restaurant all the time. When he told me that I couldn't take the 11, I told him that today was a waste of my time. I was saying this to him as a general comment, like I said, candidly, but he took it way differently than I intended. He then told me if I was wasting my time, that I could leave. He told me to do 50 roll-ups and leave. I was shocked. I couldn't believe that it's gotten to the point where I can't even make a comment. I know he's my GM, but you have to understand our relationship. We're professional, but we each bitch about things all the time. It's not like I've never been candid with him before--I guess what I mean, is my comment is no different than a comment I would have made two days ago...I think he was in a "mood" today. Fuck that.