I had the fun 9pm-3am shift at a McD's on a major truck route.The truckies were ok, but as you can imagine we also got a lot of drunken wankers - which meant brawls and people passing out. A favourite hobby of many customers was to take the pickles out of burgers and make mosaics on the windows with them, as well as just generally trashing the joint. Not fun to try and control or clean up after. We hid behind the counter hoping we wouldn't get threatened or worse.
The owners were too fucking cheap to have security guards or anything to protect us. Fortunately, we were 'adopted' by a local bikie gang. The leader had a regular corner table where he'd just sit, looking big, hairy and mean (actually, he was lovely) while we fed him free food. He often came to our rescue and saved us from the humiliation of having to clean up after shit, mosaic making customers by making them clean up after themselves. They never argued with him. That was very satisfying to watch.
(The owners were too fucking cheap to have security guards or anything to protect us. Fortunately, we were 'adopted' by a local bikie gang. The leader had a regular corner table where he'd just sit, looking big, hairy and mean (actually, he was lovely) while we fed him free food. He often came to our rescue and saved us from the humiliation of having to clean up after shit, mosaic making customers by making them clean up after themselves. They never argued with him. That was very satisfying to watch.
HairyCanary as Ann B. Davis as Alice,
Mon 10 Nov 2003, 23:14,
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! What a nice guy! Wouldn't mind him at my teenage job. In a little Arbys with the worst hygeine possible for a chain resteraunt. The boss was a jerk, and we (for less than minimum wage, see farther down) scraped shit, ( yes, meant literally) mustard, unmentionable mess, and even dried blood off the floor, tables, seats, windows, even off the grill. A woman with like 2 snivveling brats came EVERY SINGLE FREAKING DAY and always ordered QUOTE" a hammyburger for wittle Susana and a big fries for Dracole" and when the staff refused to refer to it as a "hammyburger", or never went " Oh, what a gorgeous blonde princess that is! Oh, look at the handsome prince, Dracole!" she would swear like a sailor, colorfully and loudly. Finally after 2 years, the place was shut down because they were paying us 3 times less than minimum wage. I only stayed that long because they had me on contract. !!!
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Wed 12 Nov 2003, 22:22,
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