Bicycle Lift in Trondheim, Norway
kind of strange
Oh the joys being the boss of a bunch of minimum wage workers 
So after being one of the first employees and an dependable delivery driver I was offered a management position. The salary was pretty nice, but it was the possibility of bonus’s which sealed the deal. Also consider I was padding my resume and being a manager seemed pretty cool to me.
As with most food service management jobs you get to work a bunch of hours. I was expected to work 50 hours, but always ended up covering peoples asses and having to come in to save the day. i averaged well over 50 hours a week. Still the stress was not too bad, the paychecks were huge, and I felt important. Eventually I was promoted to General Manager of the busiest store in Nebraska. All other managers from other stores learned from me. I trained general managers for other stores. I was cool.
So bonus’s are based on FLM, Food, Labor, and Milage. I was soooooo close twice to getting a pretty nice bonus which I would keep the most and give some to my other managers. Then finally I hit one. It was awesome, I was making more managing then when I was driving. Then came the next manager meeting. The owner made the bonus’s harder to get. I was fricking pissed. I started to evaluate the toll working that much had done to my mind and body. Eating pizza for all meals 5 days aweek had done some damage to my slender frame. I decided to go back to delivery.
I was an awesome manager though. i made the owners really proud, but I was awesome to work for. I was more of a friend than a boss. The pizza biz is that way though. Drivers are happy, min wage in store peeps do what they have to do. Most duties were light since it is just product going out. not much dishes or cleaning. It was just a fun place to work. When I went back to driving things did not run as well. It was kind of a bummer, but I was happy.
