God this thread brings back some truly frightening memories.
I too worked at the school cafeteria at Lebanon Valley College, where I started my undergrad education. I did dishroom, line server, and short order cook and can I tell ya, all of those positions sucked ass. When I was short order cook, the one manager, Rick (whose wardrobe somehow consisted entirely of disco-era clothing) hit on me
constantly. He was nice more often than not but there was no way in hell I was going to date him. And frustratingly enough, he never took no for an answer. Then one night, I was working late with him (the biggest mistake of my life) and I turned the corner to go into one of the warm walk-ins to get a tray out, and there he was, buck nekkid and suggesting that, since we were all alone, I could have sex with him and no one would know.

Can I just say I practically fled screaming from that place?!

I quit the next day. He never understood why for some reason.
After that, there followed a steady stream of shitty little jobs that I took to help pay my way through school: I worked as a security guard for Hersheypark and Chocolate World (never, never again. I have stories from that job that would either make you laugh until you cried or would make you shudder in horror), as a lab tech for the Stat Lab in Hershey Medical Center (I got to see CSI-like sitches on a regular basis....lots of blood, stool samples and other unimaginables), as a fountain girl for Friendly's Restaurant and Ice Cream Parlor (the day that the manager had a nervous breakdown, shed all of his clothes and ran naked and screaming from the restaurant will always be burned into my brain) and I even worked for a waste disposal company doing data entry (I went home smelling like detritus every single night

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And yanno, even though I hate my job now, I look back at the ones I had and figure it could always be worse.