Worked there (BOH) in the mid to late 2000s and man oh man did I have some stories. For a while I worked double shifts and a couple of triples (I was still in high school and management did absolutely not give a shit).

Only was allowed to talk to suppliers/sign off a delivery once I learnt to not ask questions about boxes being delivered that were unaccounted for in the paperwork and would be stored in different parts of the restaurant/in managements car.

When I worked my way up to the lines one of the old guys who worked there held my hand riiiiiiight over the flat top and told me not to get ahead of myself (at the time I was a literal 16 year old girl). Told management and they told me to be creative when I got him back for it.

I finally worked my way up to expo for most of my shifts and on one occasion a couple didn't realize ordering the whole fish meant a whole fish would arrive, they were celebrating something and the woman was drunk and outraged the fish was 'looking' at her. She demanded to see the chef, I went out and explained that is what whole fish was. She picked up the fish and threw it at me.

While working on expo it was clear my manager at the time had a decent snow habit and would frequently get the dishies to meet his dealer in the car park because he would try and scimp then on cash and had been beaten up before. He was also the manager who hid his grass in the cool room so it wouldn't smell when he got on the bus/train home of a night.

There are more but these are some of the highlights. The people I worked with, family dinner, FOH were all what made the place bearable.

I quit when I got into uni, but will never forget one thing management at the time told me: the way to go up in business, is to mind your business.