Hello! I'm a host at a popular destination restaurant themed after a forest, unfortunately located in a rather tourist-y area.

I'm back again with another story, this one of a coworker whose last day was yesterday (thankfully.) However, in the two months she worked there, she was a source of laughs. Here's just a couple of the stories.

I actually had a few days off/morning shifts when this coworker was rehired, and at the time the only thing I knew about her was that all of the other hostesses hated her. Even the happy-go-lucky one that never got flustered couldn't stand her. New Host (we'll call her O) was also a cashier, which was my first experience with her. So, my shift is over and I pop into the breakroom to return my radio and headset, and pick up my I.D.

me: Hi, can I get my I.D. back?

O: SHH, can't you see I'm on the phone?

Well, no. You're not sitting directly in front of the window, but off to the side where I can barely see you...whatever, my bad. I'm sorry.

A couple of minutes later, the other cashier comes back into the office, and I ask him for my I.D. back. O gives me the saltiest face and closes the window in my face. At this point, I'm like did that really just happen?

Yes, yes it did. After she was done on the phone, she opened the window. By this point, I had given my radio to another coworker who was just starting and couldn't wait the ten minutes for the phone call to end to get a headset. In return, I took her I.D., intending to swap hers for mine. We do this normally, especially considering they send cashiers on break during shift changes. So, I hand her the coworker's I.D., tell her she has the radio, and ask for mine back.

O: You can't do that. That's against the rules.

me: We've been doing this the entire time I'm here?

O: Well, I've been here longer than you, and you shouldn't be doing that.

:me: K, I'll keep that in mind for the future.

Next day, there's a sign on the window in all caps, the tl;dr which amounts to "don't hand off your radio to someone else and don't just leave it in the window." Ok.

And so, I joined the ranks of my coworkers in disliking her, a state which only grew as weeks passed and she proved herself to be a disappointment. Over the course of the past month, she's called out sick approximately four times, and has gone home early about three times.

Reasons for calling out sick include: pinkeye, pinkeye again (both cases cleared up overnight miraculously) and...acute scoliosis

Reasons for going home early: Got her period, couldn't possibly work under these conditions, tripped off the platform downstairs when it "moved out of nowhere" (spoiler:she was dancing and fell off it. That platform is 50 pounds of solid concrete and doesn't randomly shift), and most recently, developed sudden nausea from the check-in screen downstairs, although she was perfectly fine being on the one upstairs.

As I mentioned, yesterday was her last shift. We were taking bets as to whether or not she would call out, because she attempted to switch shifts with me, as well as another one of the openers. Generally speaking, I don't do closing shifts, unless the managers desperately need me to during the week. It takes me almost two hours to get home if I do, and I don't feel safe being out that late (we close at 9, I don't get out until 9:30 at the earliest if I close on a weeknight/Sunday). Surprisingly, she showed up, and I wish her well in her new job, but also hope her new bosses tolerate her 'acute scoliosis.'