after 22 years of dedication at a upscale nyc club i was let go..i was a full time , restaurant union banquet waiter working 5 to 6 days a week making 55,000 to 65,ooo a year.the issues were, this fine dining restaurant was a frat house behind the scenes, not a good frat either. from day one i was resented because i got the job from the outside and moved in ,over other inside union workers. let the fun begin..the insults that started from certain people were constant and escalated..there is a rotating schedule so i was able to avoid..11 private rooms and you work front of house and back of house..then the locker room issues.i had to move from one locker room downstairs to the upstairs because one of the shop stewards, mexican male, was soliciting me while i changed..he wanted to perform a no traditional act on me. this happened a few times,,i moved..he followed me upstairs, he changed his locker 2. he kept following me to the locker room asking to see me naked, watching me, wanting to take pictures. then my locker mate, kept humping me when passed behind me..i came to work one day and the guys were in a circle with there pants down petting each other. one old man had his toe in another mans backside..there was the stories i had to listen to by the creepy columbian man who was gay, and active his whole life.while i worked there was help once in a while, then this was to come with a price..training was not free, i did not pay..the stories, the touching contiued..my boss who was a perv himself, the gm, told me this was a bunch of men get use to it.later on he invited me to his office and asked if i had touched my self today..his assistant asked me, in front of others if i would come to his office and help him touch him self..all this and more while not helping me , moving my work, swinging pots at me, cursing. not much help when my parents took ill..i lasted 22 years..we even had an incident were the police were called because some one from the club came to parents house at 11pm at night, screaming. years past and i was always on time, no real issues with food, most of the time the kitchen under cooked there food or was not ready and i had to go back to get it..you see we plate the dinners and we pick up each one of the components and transport it to the room.. this in its self, picking up the food can be a big ordeal and takes a lot of your own time to organize..you see the kitchen lkes to play games, especially when they screw up so they distract by playing games with some elses party.lots of stress. years past, new owners new gms and new staff..old staff leaves, retires or fired and what i had done tomake it work was now at step one with new people.. here we go..rude incosiderate smart mouthed people. again , rumors about drugs and sexlife..i avoided until it came to me and they were selling there services to help me, or selling me my reputation , asking perverted questions..one women captain kept asking me to fondle her and if i had sex with men, how about her husband..then there was threats in the locker room, people just flipping out. then the new gm asked me i wanted towatch him touch him self. then he said i looked like i did coke. then the sales lady who told me i looked ilooked like i did oral on men..the hr llady implied i was priveldged and how she grew up n a group home..later on she toldme she knew i liked boys and told me how she like a certain male body,,right paul.!.all this from her, because a fellow waiter needed or wanted me to buy him a coat..ok,,i finally had to got hr...i was exausted because early on in the year i was badly shocked, i took 4 days off after a week, because i could not move..it seemd that some how the main electric power cord for the whole kitchen was not grounded..if you ever see one,it is huge and very hard to come lose. i was working and felt a shock..the electricity was going through the kitchen counter..i warned everyone.. i went back and touched it again to make sure..well, all of the power went through me. i felt it for days. i filed a accident form..after a few weeks it got worse. my feet turned red and i could not pick up my right leg,i could not lay down at night, i had a hard time walking. nobody in comand ever asked if i was okay . so,now we now we move from the begining of the year through the on slaught of insults to the end of the year were i am now in hr office.. i was now worried, about my job..2 new managers were either telling me they hated me or telling me that soon i was going to find out what it was like to lose my job after 20 years..so, i had to go to hr..i told her smallbits at a time, i said i was concerned, was something wrong?? this was a job that wrote me up for saying, good evening lady and gentlemen, because there was no lady there..or writing me up for not showing to a 6 am breakfast after all transportation was closed,snowstorm..i called in at 6am not 2 hours before..ok crazy..so, i was let go..they denied me unemployment for one made up reason after the other. then we went to court were everyone ,,including the judge was telling her she was wrong, there was no reason,i had done nothing.. she could not prove anything. even managers asked me to come back..the judge gave me unemployment in a day and back money in 2. he told me she did not like me. he told them that if it was in his power he would order me back but all he could do was rule in my favor..even my gm asked me back and apologized , nothing happened..i pressed the issue with unemployment,because unemployment does not alwayst have a clue about your case after court.. i called the hotel exec office and told them the out come. well, some people had to be let go because the hr lady had said in court that she did believe me..i was never hired back..i brought work there,, i made them first, even through family illness. ieven think they tried black balling me ,but it failed..it did help that i had friends in high places in the courts and at other hotels..the system had failed me.. nyc can hire and fire at will,,even lie and destroy you along the way..the goverment agencies do not help white 55 year old males, they kept asking me if i was black, spanish or gay..no clause for a shake down.the way to survive, was that i fought them because i was right.. i got a free advocate to go to unemployment with me. i made friends over the years and in present day that helped me find work..it is 8 months now and no ft, only seasonal and agency work..it is work and i can pay my bills, thank god for unemployment and savings..i would hate to see what would f happened if i really done something wrong...p.s. there is so much more..i landed in the bermuda triangle..i do have some promise for full time work but i have to wait a month,,slow season.