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BLOG: Grab-N-Go Gossip

By Kristina Kercher, Blogger
   
May 22, 2008 | noon

Listening to: “Folkin’ Around” by Panic at the Disco
Question of the Week: Which grab-n-go food is your favorite?


Each Wednesday my alarm goes off at 2:30 p.m. to remind me that my shift at Grab-n-Go starts in exactly 30 minutes. I pull my hair up into a ponytail and make sure that my bangs, which are pretty long, are positioned to frame my face. I remove my black Bobcat hat from its resting place on my bedpost and place it fittingly upon my head. I throw on some tennis shoes and check the mirror to make sure that I look good in a bright colored t-shirt and dark blue jeans. I then proceed out of my mod on the fourth floor and head over to that hot and steamy place at which I work.  

This week, the grab-n-go went on a mass-firing mission. I was told that the goal is to weed out all those lazy workers who goof off and get everyone else in trouble. Unfortunately, they have resorted to not only firing several employees but also student managers.

A couple of those managers do not work too often, so I couldn’t tell you much about them, and thus somewhat explains why they were fired. But on the other hand, we have a particular manager who does the dreaded job of closing and cleaning grab-n-go several times a week and always offers to do the odd jobs that every employee despises. He never allows slacking off and keeps everyone constantly moving, but all it takes is that one employee with a snotty attitude to take his bossiness for “negativeness” and get him fired. (His job is telling people what to do—if you can’t handle it, get out of the kitchen!)

I do understand, however, their need to fire a certain employee who felt the necessity to turn “down time” into “fun time” by using pepperonis to form a replication of a certain male body part on a pizza. What’s not so lucky for him is that some sorority girl with ties to grab-n-go management accidentally picked this pizza of all pizzas and was horribly offended by the pepperoni penis.

Although I got a kick out of this particular goof off moment at the time of its occurrence, I knew it was wrong and should have stopped it at the beginning. But I didn’t, and now I am left with the feeling of dread because I became a witness to the reason he was fired.  

Basically, the university has decided that they can do whatever they want—from firing a hard-working manager and not telling him why, to forcing the remaining five managers to work harder than necessary just so that they can keep their good reputation. You can’t be fired on a word-of-mouth basis or use the testimony of someone you never actually got a testimony from…unless you work on-campus at Ohio University. 

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