Actually Infuriating

Same thing happened to me at my high school job at Steak n Shake. Normally, if something was ordered and, for whatever reason, never made it to the customer (server mistake, customer changed their mind, order made wrong, etc.) we would hold it for a time under the heat lamp, and if someone else ordered the same thing, we would offer it to them. If, after some time, no one took it, common procedure was to take it to the break room where it could be snacked on by the staff. It was a very rare occasion that it happened, and none of the managers were concerned about it... until Andy transferred to our store.

Andy was a dick, and was constantly watching for anything that MIGHT be theft and harassed everyone all the time about the purchases they made with their employee discounts (who rang you up, did they ring up everything, did you pay for that, etc.). One day we had someone order a large fry late into their meal, then had to leave in a hurry, paid and left before they got the fries (unclear if they paid for the fries or if they took it off the check, idk). So they sat for like 2 hours under the heat lamp, way longer than we would ever have served them to a customer as they were going dry and stale by this point. I confirmed the situation with the fries and started to take it back to the break room for munching if anyone was so inclined. Andy, who was at the shake station, though, saw me walk toward the back with the fries.

He sprinted to the back and doubled back to cut me off. He asked where I was going with the fries and if I bought them. I said to the break room and no and explained that they got left, were old and stale, etc. He said, "oh, ok. Here, I'll take it." So I handed it to him and without taking his eyes off of me, he dumped the whole thing in the trashcan next to him and tossed the dish on the dishwasher station counter, and said nothing while continuing to stare at me. I said, "okaaaay...." and walked away. Fucking psycho.