When I was young, I was a cook at McDs. Every morning an older gentleman would be waiting outside our locked doors waiting to be let in. We called him "Carbon Man". He would order the same thing every day. Large black coffee, 2 biscuits, burned. It didn't matter how you prepared the biscuits he ALWAYS sent it back to be a little more "toasted". So every morning we would send up already burned biscuits, and every morning he would send them back. Then we would give him 2 carbonized hockey pucks, and he would be happy. I imagined the biscuits were essentially charcoal at that point, and absorbing toxins, and the old man owed his longevity to severly burned McDonalds breakfast biscuits and black coffee. My point being, don't be a fucking dick.
When I was a kid, I asked for a hamburger, only ketchup. I got a hamburger with the usual things - pickles, onions, mustard, etc. Took it back and said hamburger only ketchup. Next burger was a hamburger...only pickles. Took it back, cashier got frustrated and made me the burger himself.
Yeah I worked as a cashier at McDonald's when I was 16 and I can definitely say that was the worst job ever. Lots of grown ass adults yelling at minors for shit that wasn't even our fault. We'd get huge buses of people all at once and they'd be mad it'd take a while to get their food, as if they didn't know there were 60 other people on that bus plus all the other people who were there regularly. Never work at a McDonald's right off a busy highway...
BushWeedCornTrash on October 17th, 2019 at 22:46 UTC »
When I was young, I was a cook at McDs. Every morning an older gentleman would be waiting outside our locked doors waiting to be let in. We called him "Carbon Man". He would order the same thing every day. Large black coffee, 2 biscuits, burned. It didn't matter how you prepared the biscuits he ALWAYS sent it back to be a little more "toasted". So every morning we would send up already burned biscuits, and every morning he would send them back. Then we would give him 2 carbonized hockey pucks, and he would be happy. I imagined the biscuits were essentially charcoal at that point, and absorbing toxins, and the old man owed his longevity to severly burned McDonalds breakfast biscuits and black coffee. My point being, don't be a fucking dick.
werekitty93 on October 17th, 2019 at 23:07 UTC »
When I was a kid, I asked for a hamburger, only ketchup. I got a hamburger with the usual things - pickles, onions, mustard, etc. Took it back and said hamburger only ketchup. Next burger was a hamburger...only pickles. Took it back, cashier got frustrated and made me the burger himself.
AgentFreckles on October 18th, 2019 at 00:32 UTC »
Yeah I worked as a cashier at McDonald's when I was 16 and I can definitely say that was the worst job ever. Lots of grown ass adults yelling at minors for shit that wasn't even our fault. We'd get huge buses of people all at once and they'd be mad it'd take a while to get their food, as if they didn't know there were 60 other people on that bus plus all the other people who were there regularly. Never work at a McDonald's right off a busy highway...