I worked at McDonalds
To fund my drinking through University

The worst shift was the Saturday night shift due to the excessively drunk people

Now the one thing you can't accuse a McDonalds of is lack of hygiene as the kitchen gets dismantled and cleaned every night. To save the night shift waving hello to the morning shift the Production bin (that warmed chute at the front) will be filled up and the kitchen starts to get cleaned while the staff at the front carry on selling burgers.

As we neared closing time sometimes things ran out and the punters had to choose something else, most were fine about this, one bloke wasn't

tosser: quaterponderwithcheese no gaps, no 'can I have', not even 'I want' just a slurred quaterponderwithcheese

me: Sorry Sir we have sold out it's just what you see here *points at big macs, chicken burgers, ect ....*

tosser: quaterponderwithcheese

Me: Sorry it's just what you see here *points*

Tosser: *grabing my shirt* give me a fucking quaterponderwithcheese you retarded Mcdonalds prick

Me: I'll be right back

So I went out back picked one of the quaterpounders that have been thrown away (more than 10 mins in the production bin makes them even more shit than they normally are) , popped it under the bun toaster to warm it up a bit. Then added some more ketchup & mustard and topped it off with a great big hawked up loogie and a couple of slices of cheese warmed it all through again and gave it to him

Me: sorry about the wait and the confusion no charge

He walked away very pleased with himself as he had 'won'

I watched him drunkenly stuffing my creation into his stupid fat face laughing my ass off
(sittingduck Attention seeking, bullshitting fuck-knuckle, Mon 8 Sep 2008, 17:53, 1 reply)

That showed
The prick, well done.
(Eo1spy is reversing the polarity on, Mon 8 Sep 2008, 20:07, closed)