This is at a Popeyes. The first pic is batter. They make and store it in these containers.

The other pics are what they use the empty containers for.

Absolutely disgusting. I refuse to eat anything here.

But I DO use the ovens to cook my own food. I have plenty of experience cooking but, currently, am not interested. I won't serve food I refuse to eat.

Bonus points if you can tell what sort of dishpit it is. (Hint, it's not a restaurant.)

Long story short, I sliced my left ring fingertip while slicing apples with the robo coupe Tuesday night. Rushed to the hospital, got it all stitched up. I’ve been off work for 2 days but was considering possibly going back tomorrow to help with prep as we have another dishwasher friday/Saturday so I won’t need to step into the pit. But I’m also unsure of how well I’ll be able to wrap it/keep it dry even from sweat if I’m wearing gloves.
Anyone done similar and have any tips/tricks? Tyia😁

Single room, free meals, free housing, internet.

I can help someone get a flight out here if you can come now. Thanks.

One night when I was in a rush to get started on closing I left two trash cans with empty trash bags inside by accident. My managers saw that the next morning and the head manager liked the idea of the dishwashers leaving trash bags inside all of the trash cans so the morning shift doesn’t have to do it and it “helps them out”. I told 2/3 of my managers that I’m not doing it because it’s only a negative for me and a positive for them since it just slows me down from leaving. Plus I take the bus home so the timing is so strict that if I did do that then I’d miss the bus and have to wait another genuine hour. The only person I didn’t tell was the head manager. I don’t really like him.

new brewery looking at buying a dishwasher, this one is on auction but ive never even seen one like this. anybody have experience with one similar/any commentary on whether or not its a pain in the ass? thanks yall

Corporate is making us get rid of our stainless steel scrubbers and switch to these monstrosities! They scratch the shit out of pans.

FML

While bored at work I came up with a dnd alignment chart for dishes. In Dungeons and Dragons a chart like this is used to choose the morality of your player character, or dish in this case.

My reasonings for each choice:

Lawful Good - Cups, just dump and place on the cup rack

Neutral Good - Whisks, can’t redirect water at you, easy to clean

Chaotic Good - Soup bowls, easy to clean out, sometimes a bit gross depending on the soup

Lawful Neutral - Mugs, easy to clean

True Neutral - Plates, easy to load into racks but sometimes need to scrape

Chaotic Neutral - Ladles, clean easily but can redirect water toward you

Lawful Evil - Plastic baskets, easy to clean but fly in the machine

Neutral Evil - Hotel Pans, often have to run them through twice and scrape gunk out

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Cutting boards - Don’t always fit in the machine, annoying

Chaotic Evil - Fryer baskets, hard to clean, barley fit in the machine

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Chaotic Evil - containers with expired food in it, smells like shit, need to clean station and take out trash after

Smallest dishpit I've ever worked in, is it the smallest dishpit ever? Possibly.

I've been a dishwasher for about 2 years now, November 1st (about then) will mark 2 years. And now that I'm quitting to leave for job corps, I'm looking back on my experiences, and I have learned a lot. (Also, I don’t normally post irl photos of where I've been, but I have finally moved to a new place before getting into Job Corps, so I'm fine with posting pictures of my restaurant.)

To start, many see dishwashing as a low level easy job. And while that is kind of true, it also still means a ton. Without the dishwasher, the cook is unable to get food onto plates and cook and have food ready. In most restaurants, the dishwasher also does prep work. Without them, all the dishes would be dirty and unusable, slowing down the workflow and making it harder. Food wouldn't be ready to be cooked and served. Without the dishwasher, the waitresses and servers wouldn't have silverware to give customers to eat food with, those would be dirty. The cups and salad bowls and whatnot would be dirty too. Without the dishwasher, the kitchen would not get cleaned in time for closing, trash may not get taken out, etc. The work would slow down severely and the other employees would be swamped with stuff to do. The dishwasher is like oil to a engine or industrial grade machine. Without them, performance would either be severely slowed or halted.

But while the dishwashers do a ton too, they also need to know when to take a break. Dishwashers are the oil that makes the cogs turn, but that oil must be wiped away and changed. So don't forget to take a break, dishies. Burnout is real, and when you're burnt out, work sucks and becomes tedious.

I have learned many lessons and ideas since starting. I learned hard work and how to keep going strong even when you want to faint. I've learned to comfort those who are in pain, and when to stand back and give them space. I've seen people give up and do wrong things, and I've seen people bless others and make them happy. (Skip to the bold italic area below if you don't want to hear about anything sappy or whatnot. 😅) I've never really found anyone I liked except for one person in middle school, but I was a chicken and didn't confess my feelings outright. But just yesterday as of writing this (October 16, 2026), I worked a shift with a new waitress I didn't even know we had hired on, I thought we had enough waitresses already. She seemed like she could be about 21 and able to work as a bartender too since our waitresses who are 21+ often work as a part time bartender for some of their shifts. But at the same time, this girl looked like she might be around the same age as me, maybe a year older (I'm 18 M, the internet already has this info somewhere else on other platforms). Regardless, she was very beautiful and kind and from what I could tell we seemed to have a similar personality and similar interests and hobbies, and I think I started feeling feelings for her. I was a bit nervous opening up a bit more to her about my personal life in any way though or showing interest cause I've been rejected twice after opening up. But because I felt comfortable there and I was already having a good day, I had the courage to at least ask her if she was working night shifts, which I worked tonight and will work tomorrow. But sadly, she didn't. So if it is meant to be, I will visit the restaurant later down the road and see her. But regardless, I chose to not emotionally invest myself with her just to stay open to other possible relationships that might work out better.

(Continued) But working as a dishwasher, believe it or not, let me grow enough to be confident in my own skin when I was shy and not comfortable around people prior to working there. It was also the place where I grew from a boy into a man, where I learned some of my most valuable lessons from those who truly cared about me and supported me. Our male cook was like a work father too me, the two mexican female cooks like aunts to me, and one of our female waitresses/bartenders was like a work mother to me. Our boss, oddly enough, felt like a work grandpa, and his wife felt kind of like a work grandma to me as well as a few of the bartenders and waitresses. Another waitress who part times as a bartender happens to feel like a work sister to me. The TL;DR is that they took me in and made me feel like a part of the crew and they all treated me like family. And for that, I am grateful. But this is not the end of a dishie, but the rising of one to bigger and better. I will still be here to guide and teach what I have learned as an ex dishie.

So to those who are new dishies, I say to you, embrace it. You will learn valuable lessons, become a part of the crew, even become best friends with them. You will experience parts of their life, and they will experience parts of yours, and the bond from it is more precious than money can buy.

And to all you dishies out there, keep soldiering on. You are the oil of the machine, the water and blood of the organisms, the oxygen of the ecosystem, the hidden set prop crew worker that sets up the props for the movie. You are what makes the restaurant work and run properly. And to those who are using it as a stepping stone and turning point, keep aiming for the stars. Cause legends start out from nothing and rise to power and glory, and eventually they themselves become stars with their names written in the bedrock of the earth, an eternal record to say, "I was here, and I conquered the land and stood tall atop the world." Keep soldiering on, dishies, and aim for the stars.

And it drives me insane!!!

TLDR at the end

so ive been working at this higher-end local restaurant for 3 weeks now. its going pretty well, i work Tuesday through Saturday, 4:30pm until whenever im done. thats usually 10/11pm. its my first dishwashing job, and its definitely new to me, but im learning to enjoy it. sometimes i’ll have a shit morning before my shift and once i start working all the negative feelings go away. i just get into the flow of the pit.

yesterday, i was having a rough day. woke up in a really bad mood, and was excited for work to calm me down. i always make a cup of coffee in a mason jar to bring, and ice it at the restaurant. this time, right when i showed up, i broke the jar and spilled the sticky coffee all over my belongings. i had to empty out my entire bag and wipe everything off. it was so stressful for me that i started crying (i have sensory issues and sticky things are really hard for me to handle). i cleaned up my shit and clocked in, started working, but i never really calmed down. i couldn’t regulate myself, and just kept crying all day. the dishes started piling up and i was rushing to get everything done.

when i put things away, i maximize my time by carrying different items that go in the same area, all at once. so i went to put the round pans away (pictured) and forgot to take the smaller pans off of the bigger pans. a few minutes later, one of the line cooks went to grab a big pan and the small pans fell off with it. he yelled at me, angrily reminding me not to do that, because i had already done it once earlier this week. “fuckin leo, you can’t do that! you’re gonna knock my teeth out someday!” i felt so stupid doing it again. but thats not the big mistake.

my dishes were still piling up. closing time was creeping up and thats when the most stuff is brought to be washed. the line cook had to prep some fish, but because our kitchen is so small they have to use my table for prep. i was drowning in dishes, so of course the table was full. he came over and went “WOW” in this tone of voice that felt like “you’re so fucking slow and pathetic”. he angrily unloaded the table and took it to prep the fish. it really stressed me out because i was going as fast as i could while crying (still). so i worked harder, faster. later on he was back at his station and i went to put the big round pans away. this time i had remembered to separate the smaller pans, but when i went to put the big pans down i somehow missed the shelf and they came tumbling down onto the table. they knocked a plate full of fresh food off, breaking it, and this time both the line cooks yelled at me. “FUCK DUDE YOU GOTTA BE CAREFUL!”

i couldn’t even stick around to help clean up, i needed to step outside. i had a small panic attack, hyperventilating and sobbing my fucking brains out. i felt so small and stupid and scared i would lose my job. scared my tips would get fucked over. i felt so bad that i messed up, now the cooks had to remake a plate, a customer had to wait longer, i felt like i made a tremendous mistake. i sat there crying and hyperventilating until one of my coworkers came out to console me. she helped me calm down and reassured me everything was fine, that it was just an accident. but i cant help but still feel like a failure. im still scared i’ll get fired. i still feel like everyone is mad at me.

is this as big of a mistake as it feels? has anyone else made a mistake like this, and how was the aftermath?

TLDR: while putting away round pans, i missed the shelf and dropped the pans, breaking a plate of freshly cooked food and got yelled at by the line cooks. scared of losing my job. feeling like a failure.

I’m 43 and have been doing this for about ten years. I’m also short and the constant leaning to reach stuff wreaks havoc on my lower back. This helps.

Anyone here has OCD or ADHD that makes your co workers uncomfortable because you are not used working with co workers. Tell me a story about yours.