Golden Sticks

I got there forty minutes earlier, due to me losing my watch and my ride bein early. Blegh.
Outside the window on the corner there was a guy rocking out on a giant painted cardboard guitar. I laughed. Almost joined him.
About the hair. Last night after work I was messin around and got it up in there. Looked/felt dumb. I just tucked it into my shirt today. No one's said anything. I watched some kids on bikes go from Wendy's across the street to the mcdonalds.
Talked with Jeremy, the felon guy from the orientation. He was working at 5 as well. It was awkward. There's apparently a lot of new people.
Mike is the manager for the evening. I tell him I've done grill. He mumbles about 14 people doing grill. Sticks me with fries. Jeremy takes grill. My trainer is a girl named Megan. Kinda reminded me of meg from Family Guy. But looked almost like the crazy band girl from American Pie, only with buck teeth. Fries are effin simple. Just scoop em up with a handy scooper right into a pouch or box. Makin em is easier. Put it in, push a button, wait for beep, shake, button, wait, beep, button, take em out n salt em. There's a clever hopper contraption nearby. Put frozen fries in hopper. push button and the thing moves empty fry baskets to the hopper, fills em, then moves them under that rack to a full basket' rack. It's AWESOME! Fries are slower paced than grill, even during busy times. And we were busy. It's the wednesday church night! "almost time for church, let's eat,.... man talkin bout jesus made me hungry, let's eat." made lotsa fries. nom nom nom.
Also I went to work hungry. Bad idea, especially since I was makin fries. My favorite McDonald's food....
Didn't steal any. If you haven't noticed, fries are really close to the counter. And everyone can see you, they just don't pay attention to you. At one point I had to go help jeremy on the grill. Threw down some quarter and angus for him and such. After that, put some pies in the oven. Discovered cherry pies were gone. Boxed the apple pies. Back to fries.
There was a lull. Another lady showed me some register stuff. I ruined a sundae. register looks complicated. even with pictures... went back to fries. bagged some stuf.
Eventually I burnt myself on the freakin greasy fry basket. Ow. ow. ow. sucks. ah well.
I noticed we were low on fry boxes. So I found some and began to stock em. I went to make a small fry with the new pouches. It was too small. WTF? and it said 'wakey wakey'... dammit. hashbrowns. I replaced em all with fry pouches, they were hidden in a box.
Right before I left an old couple came in. No salt fries. ><
hadto make a new batch. then make sure no salt got on em. it's a pain,
but I'm lovin it.