I thought of this question because someone joked about double-dipping their hands in the chocolate fountain at Golden Corral and boy did that invoke one of my least favorite paying-for-college memories.
Yes, someone did dip his hands into the chocolate fountain at the Golden Corral. Worse, he was a repeat offender, a man that was at least in his 30s if not older slurping it off of his fingers and all, sometimes while making eye contact with me or my coworkers. Worse, there was no enforced rule against doing so, at least at my location, so my manager just told me to let him do it, don’t make a big deal out of it, and hope he doesn’t bother anyone else.
That same manager once insisted on me making the place extra clean a little before Christmas, so they insisted that I use double the amount of cleaning bleach in the same bucket. I explained that’s not how cleaning works or how OSHA compliance works. I got a write-up. I said that wasn’t an offense that qualified for a write-up, and what they said was “thanks for the tip, I’ll find something that is. Your word against mine.” 
That same manager punched me out early without telling me, because the place wasn’t perfect enough before I left over an hour late, missing my family waiting to pick me up outside by that long to go out to do holiday stuff. I did call that in on the supposedly anonymous tip line later, but you can guess what happens when an anonymous tip about wage theft is called in on a manager that already knows who would call in that tip in a “right to work” situation. 
That same manager was fired a week later for embezzlement, and not the cool kind. They were writing up and firing people for months for money missing from the register. I found out when collecting my last check and noticed someone new. 
Bonus mini-story!
There was one time where a full blown boomer, making exactly this face
didn’t like that he had to be waited to be seated during a combination Sunday/holiday rush hour (ask any restaurant worker about how fucked up Sunday tends to be when local churches disperse their flocks).
He waited, relatively calmly, no yelling for a change… but with his entire ass planted against the register, legs dangling off the counter like a little kid. He just sat there, maintaining the
face, for about 15 minutes, even making small talk to the still-incoming unseated people about what terrible lazy people worked there because he didn’t get to get seated until someone vacated their seat.
I only worked fast food kitchens but had friends in sit-down restaurants and OMFG the after-church people are the worst, everywhere.
Nothing entitles the average ungrateful shithead like the Love Of God.
Maybe we need more fire and brimstone sermons, put the fear of Hell back into these people
I mean, if the whole do unto others, log and speck, “what you do to the least of these, you do to me” stuff didn’t stick, it probably will actually require fire and brimstone to get the point across
I would like to challenge that idea, as I am certain they are getting those sermons, but the people they claim are going to hell are those who deserve it least. Which gives them their superiority complex, as they see their dickishness as part of the punishment for the people God hates.
They act how they think the left acts: “I am good, and you are bad. Therefore, as a reward for me being good. I get to do bad things to you as punishment for your crimes of being you.”