It was failure to pay mileage minimums to drivers using their own vehicles (everyone). So the pot was split based on the amount of miles you were cheated out of based on length of employment.
The reason it was so high was that the management was told anyone who signed on would get fired, which is also incredibly illegal and triggered a second class action lmao
The reason it was so high was that the management was told anyone who signed on would get fired, which is also incredibly illegal and triggered a second class action lmao
Holy shit lol. That’s fucking wild.
The whole thing is wild and unsurprising. It’s not to be outdone by the Papa himself being an unrepentant racist drunk.
The class actions were filed against the franchisees, not corporate (they knew better and didn’t fuck around in the corporate stores). The regional Papa Tsars were Haffaesque in their business practices though.
The one I worked for owned like 40% of PJs on the east coast and all of them in Canada. I did get to de-Pappafy our store when the N-word recording came out though so that was fun. Still have a ton of drunk papa magnets on my fridge and garage door.
It was failure to pay mileage minimums to drivers using their own vehicles (everyone). So the pot was split based on the amount of miles you were cheated out of based on length of employment.
The reason it was so high was that the management was told anyone who signed on would get fired, which is also incredibly illegal and triggered a second class action lmao
Holy shit lol. That’s fucking wild.
The whole thing is wild and unsurprising. It’s not to be outdone by the Papa himself being an unrepentant racist drunk.
The class actions were filed against the franchisees, not corporate (they knew better and didn’t fuck around in the corporate stores). The regional Papa Tsars were Haffaesque in their business practices though.
The one I worked for owned like 40% of PJs on the east coast and all of them in Canada. I did get to de-Pappafy our store when the N-word recording came out though so that was fun. Still have a ton of drunk papa magnets on my fridge and garage door.