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    Posted by waffleslave on 9/25/05


    Yesterday morning I was working at the Waffle House in
    Destin Florida. I looked thru the swinging door to make
    sure noone was coming thru then bent over to pick up some
    toast that I had dropped off a plate I taking off a table.
    As I was straightening back up, the door slams open and
    hits me in my left temple, knocking me back against the
    counter. I just grabbed my mouth to keep from screaming out
    loud in front of the customers, and then the manager who
    was the one to slam thru the door and hit me, grabs me and
    pulls me thru the door. I dropped to my knees cause all I
    could see was a purple flash of light and I lost all my
    balance. I stumbled back up and staggered to the back door
    while the manager was saying over and over again how sorry
    he/she was to hit me with the door. He/She then went and
    grabbed a towel of ice while I tried to get my vision back.
    I told her it was ok that accidents happened. I then tried
    to go back to work. I was waiting on 3 tables when all of a
    sudden my vision blurred and I got extremely nauseous, and
    disoriented. I then stumbled to the back room and was dry
    heaving into the trashcan. I told the manager then that I
    was sorry but I couldnt finish out the day as there was
    something definitely wrong with me. She said I couldn't go
    until someone came to replace me cause that would leave her
    store short help. I was crying by this time cause all of a
    sudden it felt like there was a jackhammer trying to come
    from behind my eyes. I tried calling the District and
    Division Managers to get some help while I waited on my
    ride. The whole time she is running around back and forth
    loudly wondering what she is gonna do with a short store. I
    was extremely nauseous by this time and could barely stand
    so I went out the back door and sat on the ground. One of
    the waitresses came out back to make sure I was allright.
    The manager then told me I had to call Workmans comp right
    then and there before I went to the hospital. I pulled out
    my cell phone and tried calling them. The gentleman on the
    phone asked me politely between dry heaves to just call him
    back after I got out of the hospital. My ride got there
    shortly after that and I arrived at the hospital about an
    hour after the incident. I was taken to the back
    immediately and was seen by a doctor who ordered a CAT scan
    for me. I was very lethargic and nauseous by this time as
    well as in a tremendous amount of pain. It seemed that the
    lights in the ceiling was stabbing into my skull, and every
    little sound felt like a very bad high school band banging
    snare drums behind my eyeballs. The registering lady then
    came into my room to have me sign some papers. She made a
    point of telling me that my manager called to make sure I
    had a drug test done and that I HAD to sign the papers for
    it considering how I was injured on the job. My cell phone
    then rang and it was my manager on the line telling my ride
    to make sure I had my drug test done. I was pretty
    disgusted by this time that my manager was more concerned
    with my drug test than with the injury that he/she caused
    me. I was given a shot for nausea which made me extremely
    sleepy and groggy, and then was taken for my CAT scan and
    came back. I laid there for awhile in and out of
    groggyland. The nurse finally came in and said she was
    giving me my drug test considering how my manager called up
    yet again to inquire about it. She then asked me what meds
    I was on. I then informed her of the meds I have been
    taking for the last 4 months. Mobic 7.5mg, Cyclobenzaprine
    10 mg, Hydrocodone/APAP 5-10/500 (2 prescriptions there for
    strong and weak ones depending on the level of my pain that
    day), Methocarbamol 750 mg, Carisoprodel 350 mg, Fluoxetine
    20mg, Albuterol 90 mcg inhaler IVX, Phenergan 25mg
    suppositories, Promethazine (the shot she just gave me),
    Tylenol 3-codeine, Xanax 1.0 mg, Prednisone 20 mg, Septra
    DS, Bactrim DS, Panlor SS/ dihydrocodeine, Tramadol HCL 50
    mg, Erythnomycin 250 mg, Neurontin Tablets, Vanceril 42 mg,
    Naproxen 500 mg. < I feel that I should insert here that I
    had a injury to my back that herniated two discs, and gave
    me severe migraines about 3 years ago, which I've been
    dealing with along with finding out my Father was dying as
    well, hence the depression and the adjustment from the too
    strong Xanax to Prozac/Flouxetine. As well as two weeks ago
    having minor surgery done and fracturing my right ring
    finger at the tip just last week with a trailer hitch at
    home > After thinking a moment wondering if I got all of
    them correctly I looked over at the nurse. She was just
    standing there staring at me holding the cup. I asked her
    what was wrong and she just shook her head some and started
    to put the cup away. She flat out asked me then if I
    thought I would pass the test and I told her I didn't think
    so considering most of those meds give back false results
    and most where in my system still. She then informed me
    that I could refuse to take the drug test, especially
    considering how I was not injured thru no fault of my own
    and obviousily the manager knew I wouldn't be able to pass
    the test and was trying to keep him/herself out of trouble.
    I kinda chuckled then thinking that was funny, I told her I
    just thought that the manager was trying to do his/her job
    by the letter cause that was the kind of person he/she
    is...... until later. I told her ok since by then all I
    really wanted was to go home and lock myself in a cave to
    let my head finally explode and be sick in dignity. She
    then handed me some papers and told me to sign them. At
    this time she had already given me a Lortab, and if I
    thought my vision was fuzzy before it was nothing compared
    to how I was feeling then. But I did notice that on top of
    the permission slip I had already signed for the drug test
    she drew in 2 line's and wrote next to one *PA refused*. I
    signed it and asked her about who was signing the second
    line under it and what did it mean? She took the papers
    from me and then told me she would witness it later, that
    it was just my refusal to take a drug test. I then asked
    her if I would be in any trouble for not doing a test I was
    willing to take even though I knew it was going to be a
    long hassle proving that it wasn't illegal drugs it was all
    prescriptions from a pain management doctor and my family
    doctor, she said she didn't know but was pretty sure I
    wouldn't be. I then was allowed to go home. I didn't think
    anything odd when noone from Waffle House called me. Until
    around 8pm that night that one waitress who went out back
    to check on me called me at home to make sure I was all
    right. I then realized that the *Manager* who was the one
    who caused all this mess, and who was SO concerned about ME
    getting my drug test had never called. Noone other than
    that one waitress has called me to see if I am ok or if I'm
    alive, or even coming to work Monday morning like I'm
    scheduled to. Not even the Division manager who knew I was
    going to the hospital and wished me well before I left that
    store that day. Not even my District Manager, who's job it
    is to make sure his stores are running good and his people
    are allright. And to think, me, who has been a associate
    for about five years now, and who is also a relief
    manager as well, thought these people actually cared about
    their employees? Well all in all. Final prognosis was that
    I had a Cerebral Concussion, with some swelling of the
    brain but no bleeding. I still haven't eaten since
    Saturday. The nausea is way too bad. I have to wear
    sunglasses in the house cause lights hurts my eyes real bad
    and it feels like the light is slicing thru my skull. And
    I'm seriousily considering buying a ducttape company for my
    children who love to scream shrilly right now outside my
    window as i type this. As I sit here noticing it's only a
    hour before we all get paid at the Waffle House, I wonder
    if I should have someone drive me down there for my
    paycheck. If I trust myself enough to walk into that store
    and not let them know how I feel about the way I was
    treated. And if I still have a job for not taking a drug
    test? What can I do in this situation? It has taken me
    almost 3 hours to type this story as I'm squinting real bad
    trying to focus on the screen. Does a Waffle House manager
    have the right to hurt someone bad enough that they can't
    work the past two days and not too sure when they can be
    able to come back? Do they have the right to insist on a
    test they know will come back Positive cause of my legal
    prescriptions? Do they have the right to just treat people
    this way. Because right now not only am I physically hurt
    but I'm very emotionally torn up about all this. I can't
    even play with my kids nor watch a movie with my man cause
    of this physical pain with my head. And do I really want to
    see if I'm working tomorrow? Someone please help me here.
    I'm very sorry for the long post I didn't even realize I
    was baring my soul here, but I have no clue what to do.
    This isn't the first time I've been treated badly by a
    Waffle House Manager. The last one refused me the Family
    Medical Leave Act when I found out my father was dying and
    needed a little time off to help Him and my Mother get
    their affairs in order, and to have a Nervous Breakdown as
    well over the fact he was soon to be out of my world. To
    have a recorded voicemail of a manager cussing me out for
    being late to work cause I had to pick up a Grill Operator
    who lived 30 miles from the store. I have had physical
    abuse upon emotional and physchological abuse from this so
    called Waffle House Family Company. But I did sign a
    Arbitration agreement when I was hired, even though its
    been since before July that I was denied time off to take
    care of my family (only wanted four days off, since I'm a
    single mom supporting two children and helping my parents
    out). Heck it only took them about a month to let me come
    back to work. I've been back for my 3rd or 4th week and
    still haven't received a paycheck nor the backpay or
    correct payrate I was to have. For some reason I feel and
    some other associates feel that it's not US that makes the
    company.... It's the higher ups who can use and abuse you
    who makes the company and their is nothing we can do about
    it. Can someone please help me. Let me know what the law is
    and what I can legally do about this.....



    Posts on this thread, including this one
  • injury at waffle house in florida, 9/25/05, by waffleslave.
  • Re: injury at waffle house in florida, 10/07/05, by Student "Not An Attorney".
  • Re: injury at waffle house in florida, 10/08/05, by roosta.
  • Re: injury at waffle house in florida, 10/09/05, by v.


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