So first, a word, I work at McDonalds in my home town and also worked at another store last year in Sydney. I've been in the McDonalds business for nearly four years and it's close to killing me some days but money is money, and when work's as scarce as it is where I'm from, you have to take what you can get.
Over the last few years I've been becoming a little disenchanted with society and a lot of this is to do with my interactions with customers at work. This isn't one of those 'How to be a good customer' type of posts, it's more 'how not to be a good worker' because I sure have broken every rule there.
The first story occurred in my Sydney store. It was very late at night and a customer had an altercation with my coworker (I think they knew each other outside of work). When I gave him his meal and he had walked away, my coworker yelled something provocative but not altogether rude to his retreating back. This was responded to with the kind of throw a quarterback would be proud of and I wound up with a large strawberry shake to the face.
As you can imagine, I was a little ... ahem... 'upset'. I'm sure he wasn't aiming for me and I do forgive him for it now but at the time I was somewhat less of a pacifist. I marched my tall self around the counter to him, stared down my nose in what I hope was a menacing glare but was probably kinda funny with shake everywhere and following a large amount of verbal abuse, broke his nose.
So, I have a confession for you all (if there's actually anyone reading this), I have terrible work ethic and for some strange reason, my work thought it would be a good idea to promote me... crazy I know. So in the last two weeks I have either called in sick or not shown up for half my shifts. I also crashed into my bosses car. When I asked for a written reference, my boss immediately wrote me an AMAZING reference, go figure? Who said chucking sickies will bite you in the butt some day?
When you bring your child to maccas, here are a few pointers.
1) Don't sit them on the counter, I don't want to know what came out of little Johnny's arse and I also don't want to risk it getting into someones food.
2) Your child can play with a tonka truck irrespective of their gender. Same goes for fairies, please stop asking me to switch the happy meal toy. Also, when the toys are two random movie characters, if your son gets a female character, WHO GIVES A CRAP??? (Feminist rant over... for now)
Just a note- I'm not a parent and have no idea about parenting, these are just two of my pet peeves which seem fairly easy to avoid.
No idea what I hoped to achieve with this blog, but I hoped you enjoyed reading it.
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