@MasterAndreRaven

2 years ago

When I was the assistant manager of the local KFC, on nights when I'd have the closing shift, I'd keep the store open for an extra couple of hours, after the rest of the staff had finished up and gone home. Why? Because there were homeless people who were digging through our trash, looking for food that was perfectly edible but had been thrown away for different reasons (it needed to be sold or discarded by the end of the day, it needed to be sold or discarded for so long after it was cooked and held at temp, etc.). Before I'd started working there, they were coming into the area where we stored our garbage bins outside and rummaging around inside of them, looking for something -- anything -- to eat. So what did I do? On nights that I'd close the store, I'd finish everything like normal, put away all the money, make sure the restaurant was clean, the staff had finished their jobs and cleaned their stations properly, and then send the staff home. And instead of locking up the store, I'd let the 20-or-so homeless people in the town (it's a pretty small town comparatively speaking to Seattle and Tacoma, which are only a few dozen miles away) come inside the store. I'd have set aside the food that we hadn't sold or were supposed to have thrown away for the length of my shift, and I'd pass that out to them, along with cups to get something to drink from the fountain. I'd let them sit in the dining area and rest for a little while, so they could relax and charge their phones. I'd leave the bathrooms open so they could relieve themselves. And when they were finished, and after they'd had a good meal, I'd tell them they had to be out of the store by midnight, and every single one of them would be out of the store by midnight; no complaints, no fighting, no arguing. Just people grateful to have been treated like people. I've told people this before. And the first question most people ask is, "Weren't you worried about being robbed?" And the truth of the matter is, I wasn't. All of the money had been put away in the safe and was untouchable. All of the food that was there was being given freely. There was no reason for any of them to want to rob the store or me. And after they'd leave the store, I'd go back over the areas where they'd been sitting, clean the surfaces again, clean the bathrooms again, make sure there wasn't a trace they'd ever been there, and lock up the store properly. Before I started working there, there had been a couple of break-ins at night in the months prior to my hiring, one person had been robbed at gunpoint, and our trash cans were being raided almost every night. After I was hired, there was nothing; no attempted break-ins, no violence towards the staff, and the trash cans were kept clean. Hell, most days, we wouldn't even need to clean the parking lot of the detritus that normally accumulates. It would be spotless every morning after I'd finished my shift. I gave up about two hours of my life every night, five nights a week. In return, a couple dozen people or so were happier, they were more able to get back onto their feet with a hot meal in their bellies, and our store was safer and cleaner than ever. There's no downside to helping those who are less fortunate than yourself. After all, you're here to make the world a better place for those unborn and yet to come. That starts with at least a little decency and respect for your fellow human. Good luck out there, people. [EDIT 11/18/2021] Wow, this is getting a lot more attention that I expected a comment on YouTube would get. Since I wrote this, there've been new comments virtually every single day, so I feel like it's a good time to address some of them (feel free to let me know if there is anything in this addendum that wasn't covered or you'd like answered; I'll take the time to respond when I can). - I didn't get fired for this, and the owner of the franchise never addressed what I was doing while I was working there. I eventually left this job because the owner (who is also the manager of the KFC) had unreasonable expectations of staff when it came to coming in to work on days off, when other people had called out, because there was a snow storm and the store should have been closed for the safety of staff and patrons. If he ever discovered what I was doing, he never mentioned it directly to me, and there was never any inquest done that I'm aware of. - If there had been any official investigation about what I was doing, I would have happily fought like hell against any sort of reprimand or punishment for not only doing what was right, but also doing what made sense. Our garbage bill was based on weight; if less food is being disposed of needlessly, then there is less garbage to be thrown away. Quod erat demonstrandum: Whatever was spent on additional detergent, soap, paper towels, and toilet paper used in excess of normal business operations was offset by the additional savings from giving away literal hundreds of pounds less of "garbage" (i.e. perfectly edible food that was otherwise set to be disposed of because it couldn't be sold to the public). - What I did doesn't actually cross any legal lines when it comes to food safety. If you're unsure about this, there is a program on Food Waste by Last Week Tonight that covers "Good Samaritan" laws in accordance with food. It's actually not illegal to give people food that has passed its mandated expiration (in accordance with food safety / ServSafe guidelines); it's only illegal to make people PAY for food that has passed its mandated expiration, because that is then false advertising (as in, selling an inferior product for the normal price despite the product being inferior in some way to what is expected by the customer). - I've tried to go through and make sure that everyone who spoke in agreement or support of what I did received a like for their comment, just so you know that I see you, I respect you, and I appreciate that you took the time to respond. That's important in today's world. It's a lot easier to voice concerns and criticism, but stay silent when you approve of something. It's worth remembering that, if you want to foster good, encouragement goes a long way. Never be afraid to let yourself be heard. Still wishing you all nothing but the best. Stay safe out there!

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