This is a tale back when I used to flip burgers and fry chicken nuggets.
Also I'm a male, keep that in mind.
It was my first job. When they brought me in for orientation, manager A (for awesome) asked what I wanted to do. So like any lazy high school kid, I said cashier. So they trained me on cashier and ONLY CASHIER. My first day, manager B (for bitch) stuck me on grill.
To be frank I had no problem with the grill. But since I hadn't been trained on it I had no idea what I was doing, instead relying on my coworkers to tell me how things worked.
Of course B noticed this and pulled me off grill for my "incompetence." I tried to explain but no dice. So she made me clock out and watch all the cooking videos (about 4 times as much video vs cashier).
From that day on, anytime B was manager, I'd be on grill or the fryers. I only got to cashier when A was on duty. B and her posse of sub-managers (also all women) did whatever they could to make things hell for the men. All the cashiers were always women when one of them was on duty (even though everyone is supposed to rotate).
Well, one morning on of the posse decided to let me run register. Everything went fine until end of shift. Somehow I'm 10 short. Now I am meticulous when it comes to money (yay for being raised poor) so I knew it wasn't my fault. Of course I had no way to prove of because we WEREN'T ALLOWED TO COUNT OUR DRAWERS before starting (which I know now is bad). So I got wrote up yadda yadda yadda. (Despite a girl cashier missing over $20 in one week and not getting anything.)
Well the snide remarks and abuse from B and her posse continue for another couple of months and then one day A comes to me. A tells me that I was deliberately set up so that B would have a valid reason to never let me touch register again. I asked A why B didn't like me and she said it was because I "wasn't pretty enough".
Well that just blew my gasket. I started looking for another job, and eventually got one lined up. I put in my notice but I cut myself short. 2 days after I put in my notice, B's bosses came in for an inspection.
I waited for them to get up to the grill, turned to B and this follows:
Me: "I quit."
B: "I know that, you gave your notice the other day."
Me: "No, I'm quitting right now."
I then turned to one of the bosses and said
Me: "Sorry to go back on my word but I wanted you to know why I'm quitting. I'm quitting because B doesn't let cashiers count their drawers. I'm quitting because she continually asks me to do things I haven't been trained on and then insults me when I don't know how to do it exactly right. But most of all, I'm quitting so that B can hire someone that she thinks is PRETTY ENOUGH to be seen by customers in HER store. Good day to you both."
Of course B went white as a sheet and I heard the big boss say
BB: "Back office. Now."
Unfortunately she didn't get fired, (most of her posse was fired or demoted though), but I hear from my friends that work there that everyone is treated better.
I pop in every now and then (especially when they have that rib sandwich in). Everytime I do she scrambles to the back.