Congrats on getting your freedom. I had a job that sucked a long time ago for a French restaurant in Chicago. Bluntly, I had to deal with some crazy stuff such as the owners wife wanting to show me how to "conjo" (Hint: Rhymes with truck), a female manager hitting me on the rear, a hotheaded owner, and a whole list of other things.
When I left there, I was
because I got a job that paid more, had benefits, and, most importantly, no idiot owners. Since then, the place closed down.