Bro 1: So, [Bro 3] is shit canned right Bro?
Bro 2: Bro, seriously. I'm sick of randomly working his station. How many times is this?
Bro 1: Three strikes, Bro. Three strikes.
Bro 2: Shit canned, Bro. Fuck, I'm so done.
Bro 3 didn't show up for his shift. We found him passed out in dry storage shortly thereafter - still drunk and shifty from coke from last night. He had never made it home. This is the third time we have found him like this.
Doing this doesn't get you fired in fine dining, doing it three times does.