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[biscuiteater]

A message from a disgruntled fast food employee:You sit there in your middle class homes with your nuclear family watching reruns of The Simpsons, which hasn’t been funny since 1995. Yet you laugh at the lame jokes. You yell obscenities at the TV when it amuses you. You shovel Kentucky Fried Chicken down your fat holes while glurping on a super

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[familyjules]

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe if you spoke the fuck into the speaker we could hear you, you soft voiced bag of fat. Maybe if you recited your order with some knowledge of what was on the menu we could better serve your hot and heavy holiness. Maybe if you didn’t confuse us with the other fat fast food resty on the corner. Or maybe if you weren’t such a demanding diva we wouldn’t purposefully screw up your Mcfatters meal."

Well that really brings me back to the good ole days of working at Wendy's.

[biscuiteater]

My dad always bugged me about applying for internships and reasonable jobs. He's like why don't you just apply at a fast food restuarant where you know they'll hire you? I'd die before I decided to work a fast food joint.

[familyjules]

I needed money to fund a trip to Germany and it was the most conveinent place due to my lack of car.
But I would die than ever work in that kind of place again.

[agloriousday]

lol

I worked at McDonald's for a good 2 years of my teenage life. I refused to work on the registers or ever deal with customers. Good ol' grill space, all mine.

I had scars from scorching grease and the grill and still have one on my left wrist from a bun oven, and for years I could tolerate touching and holding insanely hot things without a twitch. I stopped feeling pain. I choaked on ice on many occasions. I got frostbite on my hand in a walk-in freezer when my claustrophobic coworker freaked out and fell backwards on me.

That McDonald's thanked me for saving them money by doing the amount of work of an army of McDonald's employees all by myself in the grill area while all the other workers were happily fired.

I never screwed up an order. I was lightning fast. I am probably one of the causes of many heart attacks.

They cried and begged when I said I wasn't going to do it anymore. It was over.

That place closed!

[biscuiteater]

Probably closed because you left.

[agloriousday]

for sure

[cogenthoughts]

I never worked fast food, cause I knew I wouldn't have been able to handle it, and probably would have told some stupid fucker off within the first few hours.

I did work at Chuck E. Cheese, though, and that was hell enough for me.

[primimproper]

How long did you go before quitting?

[cogenthoughts]

Three months. To this day, I don't know how I stood it that long. EVERYONE I knew told me to quit, but at the time, I thought I really needed the money.

ha

[vengeance_is_me]

there was an employee at mcdonalds out here, we called him "all-star". he was a diesel black dude with dreads. he was SO fast with the orders. we even once caught him doing a spin off of another employee that was in his way. you know, like a runningback. anyway, he only worked there for a short while, and i missed him wheh he was gone. we even praised him on his quick service and behind-the-counter maneuvers that left the downs guy in the dust. man, now that i think about it, he deserved to be a manager. for all i know he could be the runningback for some major league football team. yea, good ole' mickey d's all-star.

*salute*

Re: ha

[biscuiteater]

Did you work there as well? Or he just served you.

pft

[vengeance_is_me]

no, i can't say i've ever worked at a fastfood joint.

[primimproper]

I applied for a food service job at Disneyland when I was 17 (Disneyland's under 18 year old applicants can only work food service).

I got a letter 3 weeks later saying I was "over qualified" based on my 3 month work experience in retail. Though it was probably more that I wasn't Latino. White kids probably quit after 4 days.