This really doesn't need its own post but it was Ruby Tuesday. Apparently we needed to look our best to sell BOGO margaritas and enormous hamburgers. The same manager used to ride my azz because my button ups were too big so I bought smaller ones but couldn't button them over my tits so you could see my tank top underneath. She tried to make me button them and they all popped off into a tables food and drinks. That job was redic.
Re: Fianschneid
My BIL worked at a Ruby Tuesday, as well. He was about as pleased with management as you were.
Glad you got out.
Burned by the Bear