Hi all I'm a chef in my local village pub. I've worked there for 4 years but in the last 6 months the lease has been sold to a new family who have taken it over.
I'm currently 7 months pregnant with my first child.
We are always short staffed. There's generally me and one other if I'm lucky plus who ever is on the bar.
Whilst I've been pregnant I have been working every night from 5:30 pm until whatever time we finish (service of food stops at 9:00 pm) and also Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and EO Saturday from 6:30am until 4pm or whenever we get finished. These are long shifts on my feet and its starting to take its toll. I asked my boss if I could have a couple of nights off a week to which he responded 'who the fuck am I going to get to cover 2 night shifts a week?'
I have been left to carry sacks of potatoes into the kitchen an pour drums of oil into the fryers simply because there was nobody to help me.
My new boss and his family (wife and 2 step daughters aged 16 and 17 who don't help out at all) are often in bed until 11am. They tend to come down in their pyjamas at a really inappropriate time and ask me to make them breakfast, dump all of their dirty pots by the sink and expect me to wash them up as well as this we have to go and collect their dirty laundry wash it and dry it!
Anyway on NY day I had come in at 6am and worked all the way through until 5:00pm. I decided that it wasnt worth going home for half an hour so stayed at work and did some prepping instead (bearing in mind I hadn't had a break all day).
That night I had a new member of staff working with me. And right before service finished we got 2 large tables of people walk in unexpectedly. The girl on the bar asked if we would be ok to serve them (it was 8:50) and I said yes as we hasn't finished serving. They ordered starters and mains and then some had puddings but of course you have to wait until each course is back before you can dish the next one out. I was absolubtely exhausted!!
We both managed to get all of the dishes back in by around 10 pm. The kitchen was still to clean, the pots to wash and put away, the floors to sweep and mop and every surface needed to be disinfected. It was 10:50pm by the time we got out of there.
Yesterday, I recieved this text off my boss. 'Can I just ask what the fuck were you and *** doing in the kitchen until 22:50 last night when we finish food service at 21:00????
None of them once came down to see how we were doing or to lend a helping hand, they never do. It's their business but it seems to me as though they just can't be arsed with it! I've been coming out on snowy icy mornings recently and more than once I've slid down that bank sideways in my car on my way to work!!! I just feel like its a massive slap in the face after everything I've done for them.
I worked Xmas and new year for no extra pay. Not even a sodding
Xmas card off them!!