At a restaurant I worked at we had a mexican cook who challenged our manager to a fist fight in the parking lot after he refused to let the cook go on break. The cook was about 5'5 110 pounds, the manager was 6'1 and about 250. It would have been glorious. I would have had a hard time not jumping in, manager was a fucking prick.
But yeah, that was the end of his job.
oh and on a personal note, getting a co worker pregnant. Definite career ender.
But yeah, that was the end of his job.
oh and on a personal note, getting a co worker pregnant. Definite career ender.