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Originally Posted by thirteen
When I was 14 or 15, I worked at McDonald's.
Does anyone remember the Chicken McGrill? A lady came in and wanted a brown bun instead of white. I made note of it and let the kitchen bois know. We weren't able to enter it into the system at the time; people were generally very into white bread.
I gave her the meal. She came back and started yelling at me about how I screwed up the order and that she absolutely had to have the brown bun, not white. She then grabbed my wrist, trying to pull me towards her (although there was a counter and cash register between us) and started yelling some more.
The manager happened to be one of the seniors at my high school, so we had a bit of a rapport with each other. He ran over and told her to take her hands off of me.
I was shook but got over it eventually.
I also had a countless number of men ask me to smile.
Anyway, fast food is another one of those jobs that I think everyone should do at some point in their lives, hopefully when they're young and resilient.
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People are the worst. They get a little bit of power and lose their fucking minds. The people who eat the healthy stuff are always a loose cannon because those restaurants aren't really about serving health food. It's never going to be right.