The Truth Hurts-ish

I was working in a kitchen at the time. I had an order of zingers to make, and for some reason the fryer wasn’t heated up, so I reset it and moved on to something else while I was waited for it to heat up. Michelle comes in, sees me working on something else, and starts yelling at me for not making the zingers. I very calmly told her without raising my voice that the fryer was not heated up, and I could not make the zingers until the fryer was at the right temperature. She proceeds to start putting the zingers that I breaded into the fryer that was not heated up.

I tell her, “What are you doing? Just wait a minute for the fryer to heat up.” She then goes off about how she has been working here longer than me and that I didn’t know what I was doing. So I say, “This is the reason why no one likes to work with you.” She made the mistake of asking why and how I know that no one in the store likes working with her.  Without any hesitation and without cussing or calling her names I seamlessly listed all the reason why people hated working with her and I used multiple examples to support my assertions. I can’t remember what all I told her but the main idea was that no one liked her because she bossed everyone around even though she didn’t know what she was talking about.

Everyone in the kitchen stopped what they where doing to listen, and when I was finished they applauded. Even the manager praised me for staying so well composed. She started crying in the break room and claimed that I disrespected her. We were all laughing about it.

Dick Move or Funny?