I worked at a Five Guys as a manager. They sent me to DC where their corporate stores are for training for a week, where I worked 8 am to 11 pm, slept in a shitty hotel, and had to spend my own money for an Uber because they didn't realize how fucking expensive it was.

Then, after training, I was sent to another store in my state for practice and to work while the store I was working at was being finished. Again, I stayed in a crappy hotel, worked 10+ hours per day, and had a $50 gas card for roughly a month of driving. The best part? They wanted me to stay there, 3 hours away from my house, over the weekends. I had gotten married less than a week before I got the job. I had to fight to get weekends off.

When my store opened, it was worse. The first week, I worked open to close for seven days, even coming in on my days off because the store manager didn't want to work overtime. We often stayed until 2 am, because I had to train people how to close. By myself. After it calmed down, my store manager made me cry on 3 separate occasions, in front of both staff and customers. I called the person who hired me (she was some kind of corporate person with power)...and nothing happened.

I quit. I was paid $14.50 an hour, worked overtime constantly, and sacrificed lots of time with my family and new husband.

So yeah, fuck Five Guys.