Complaint Review: Aramark-Bullfrog Resort And Marina

Oct 25. 2008

Don't work at Bullfrog, Utah, they will lie to you and rip you off!!!! These people pride themselves on making this place a wonderful place to work. Where everyone is like one big happy family. Here is what it is really like, and be warned, don't let them recruit you or you will regret it. First of all, everything that you are told in orientation is a lie. The current employees are so old and decrepit, that any kind of change is out of the question. Human Resources, is just a component, responsible for handling the employee turnover, they really don't care about the employee, because they will get another herd of them next year.

Housing is a joke; don't let them tell you otherwise. The National Park Service has requested that Trailer Village be torn down, before they get sued for an accident waiting to happen. The heaters were installed under the windows, so they vent inside, and doesn't heat break glass when it is cold, and the curtains are just above waiting to spontaneously combust. If you get to hot, don't open the window, or the carbon monoxide will make you wake up dead. Everything is out of code, and if the State of Utah Fire Marshall saw anything here, this place would be shut down and bull dozed immediately. The employee dorms and RV campground were built in the early seventies, and the electrical power lines were just laid in the dirt, along next to the plumbing, so if there is a leak, or if it's raining the repairman will have shocking results.

The repairman; Kent Hintze, his version of a plug for a four inch drain, is a 4 cutout of a piece of 2x6 pine, yes lumber in the plumbing, he must be related to the Brown Brothers that built this place. Good thing that OSHA hasn't yet been notified of this mans quality work, or Aramark might have to spend some of there precious money on upgrading the living conditions, instead of building an amusement park down lake where all of the real income is. He is also responsible for driving the school bus. Last week he drove over a curb, and half of the students fell out of there seats, and bumped there heads. Good thing my kids are grown up. LAWSUIT!

Let me tell you a little bit about Wee-Man. He's a big liar, and they are putting him in charge of the budget. He used to work here about three years ago. The Park Service had him removed from the property for beating up on his girlfriend on a weekly basis. He had to dump his girlfriend and wait three years before he was eligible for rehire. Mark Stephenson is his name; he has Little Man Syndrome. I should have known something was up when he hired me only two days after my internet application. I was hired as a warehouse driver---lie number one. He never wanted to spend the money for my company CDL. He is one of those micro-

managers that enjoy snapping his fingers while walking around looking important. He said that my job was seasonal, but if I found a full time position, I could switch to a different component---lie number two. I found another position and was hired at $5.50 per hour more than Wee-Man was paying me. He than said that I needed to find my replacement before he would sign my transfer---lie number three. He pulled me aside and told me that I had been doing such a good job, that he wasn't going to let me transfer, even if I did find a replacement. Kudos' to me for doing such a good job, and sorry for holding me back financially, if I had done a shitty job he would have transferred me already he said. What a d**k!

He had promised me he would make me the receiving manager---lie number four.

I was so proficient at this that I made him look bad, and he pulled me from this job and put me on permanent recycling detail. Recycling on Lake Powell is a big joke. The customers are supposed to separate their cardboard and aluminum cans to help keep the lake Green. The customers that do go out of there way to keep it all separated are few and far between. All of the rest just throw all of there household trash, including used tampons, shitty baby diapers, and unused fish bait, all into the recycling bin. Then some idiot like me has to separate it all, into containers brought up from Wahweep Marina, on an irregular basis. So irregular, that half the time Wee-man just had us throw it in the back of the garbage truck and send it all to the landfill. That's just too cost effective and I see why he is in charge of the budget. There is a small marina north of here named Hite. The marina store had placed an order for some water, sodas and beer, to be picked up just before a busy weekend in August. Hite manager Richard's company truck had broke down and Wee-man said that they could go F*** themselves, and do without the merchandise to sell to customers. It was 120 degrees outside and they didn't have any water for customer, or any change in the register for that matter. I was going in that direction and volunteered to deliver the merchandise and the $200.00 in change. I asked Wee-man how I would get the merchandise out of the warehouse on Saturday, and he told me that he was not going to help me and I was on my own. This is the teamwork that they tell you about in orientation---lie number five.

Risk Manager Bridger Christiansen; who else can roll their truck in The National Park, be charged and arrested for DUI, and still be responsible for the safety and security for Northlake. That is an oxy-moron if I ever heard. They're still letting him drive. This is a good lesson for all of those looking for employment-you don't have to listen to a single word they tell you in orientation. It's all LIES. They can piss test and drug test you all they want, but who is testing them? Administration needs to practice a little of what they are preaching. Justin Mitchell; he is supposed to be the IT tech for Halls Crossing, Bullfrog, Ticaboo, Hite, and Mesa Verde in Colorado. Sounds like a lot of responsibility, but he is lousy at his job. His boss is some blind big wig in Phoenix, and keeps him employed because he works for cheap. Apparently Aramark can't afford a real technician, because Justin is to busy ordering computer parts from all over the country, paying an ungodly amount of Aramark's money for overnight delivery just to let them sit in the warehouse for a few weeks. Then if you might need something fixed, be careful, it will cost you something that works. That's job security. His wife is the HR assistant. She will lie to your face, that she didn't screw up your paycheck, don't believe her for one second, she did it, and she has

her husband to cover up the computer trail implicating her. He is really good at reading your personal e-mails. He can spy because he is the one supplying the internet. He giveth and he taketh away. No accountability!! Somehow his Brother and Sister and Mom and Dad all got jobs here and none of them had to go through the same interview process that the rest of us did. Nepotism rears its ugly head again. This company requests that you give them two weeks notice before leaving. That sounds fair, but when they want to lay you off, you are lucky to get three days. That is just down right disrespectful. They don't care, obviously, this proves it. Ralph no-balls Stewart did this exact thing to my wife. As a matter of fact, he still hasn't told her and she only has one more day to work. I was given a promotion almost a month ago. Three more dollars an hour raise. I haven't seen one cent of it. Kerry, the glorified boat rental agent, Mystrom the Northlake manager, would rather listen to some back stabbing, woman beating liar of a Wee-man and hold up my raise to see if maybe I would quit. I've got news for them all. They have until Wednesday, Oct 29th, to pay me and my wife every penny they owe us, plus severance pay for my wife, or this letter is going to all of Aramark, to CoolWorks.com, and to each and every college and university that might let them try to recruit employees. Time for some damage control. Don't forget The Fire Marshall and OSHA. Update!!! They ripped me off. Worked me thinking I was making $12 an hour and they only paid me $9. Don't let this happen to you, because they will smile at your face and f*** you when you are not looking.

Sincerely, John Q. Public (F*ked By Aramark!) BEWARE

John q public bullfrog, Utah
U.S.A.