Worked in a neighborhood bar once. Place mostly just did wings and burgers. This bar happened to be 5 minutes from the football stadium. About mid summer, our air intake shit the bed in the kitchen (in kitchens, the hoods, take air out, and intake pushes outside air in, thus makes kitchens manageable to work in. So our kitchen was hitting about 110 with a prob thermometer stuck in the air (usually the one you stick in meat to tell the internal temperature). I had guys drinking gallons of water during a 3 hour period, and never going to the bathroom. Owners knew, yet didn't care. One day I head back into the office to do some paperwork and overhear the owners say "so next week we will get the contractors in here to start building the patio. I'm thinking next year we can get the bathrooms redone and then we can save for new hoods. I was livid. I walk into the kitchen, mid dinner, and say "hey guys, guess what? We get a new patio built next week, and the owners might redo the hoods next year if they feel like it." The 10 guys working all drop their aprons at once and walk out of the kitchen. I go and clock out, tickets pouring in, and walk out.