Coke and Sponges

I've had two people so far outright refuse the free coke glass with the large meals this year. I'd refuse too if I'd already gotten that colour. One guy just said 'I'm not a coke fan'
Me, I don't care what's on it, it's free dishware!
These glasses are a great idea, business-wise, as is most of what McD does, but dammit, it sucks on a crew member level. As usual. (50 piece nuggets, McRibs, gift cards through drive-thru, etc)
This lady kept asking and asking if she'd get a free cup, and I kept reminding her it was for a large meal only, and that's what she got. She handed me the money, wordlessly. I can't remember exact details but it felt like she was antisocial/grumpy, and the kid in the back was giving apologetic looks. And she also drove for the second window quickly.
This year, we're handing out the glasses at the first window, I guess to make it easier. Sigh.

My point is, these gross despicable people need to stop worrying and caring about their 'free' shit.
And stop relying on their children to be polite in their place.

Anyway, the other day a kid actually asked for a Krabby Patty.
This was when I realised I am Spongebob IRL.

Also Mac Snack Wraps have returned.

That Time of Year

People have started saying 'Merry Christmas' as they leave now.
The first guy sounded like confused reflex. The next, was serious.
To each I replied 'not yet'.
We still got 18 days or so.

Plus it's a meaningless holiday. It only holds magic for children and people in movies who enjoy massive amounts of luck and sexy christmas miracles. And people who hope real life is like that.
Why do we need a certain time of year to be nice to each other?

It's silly. Also christmas music is overplayed. Except for silver bells.
Could listen to that all day.

Smile like You Mean It

On headset. Making coffee or a drink. Or maybe an ice cream.
Someone pulls up.
"I'm ready to order"
-(in full genki mode!) alllright, what can i get for ya?!
"uhh gimme a minute"
-crash!
5 seconds later.
"I'll take a qtr pounder, no cheese."
half a second, hands busy.
"a qtr pndr with no cheese."
half a second
hello
hello

golly gee. have some faith.

another one:

"a large drink in a foam cup."
-which one?
"a large drink in a foam cup."

in her defense, yeah we're supposed to suggestive sell like say 'is that a coke?' but I don't believe in suggestive selling. They can read. It's on the menu.
speaking of that, everyone always asks how much something is, or what the sizes of the nuggets are. It's all in the manual. (on the menu board)

I watched a coworker pour in sweet tea. 2 inches of sugar remained in the bottom of the tub. "Is that really acceptable?" I said. he shrugged, said yeah.

Was about the third time that night I felt like leaving.
Didn't help that manager-san misread my schedule, writing me down to stay an extra hour, then had the audacity to ask me to stay another 30. jeez.
anyway, I mixed the sugar back in to the tea.
It's a very tiring workplace.
If I don't care, who will?

Problem List

I could write essays and fill many pages. But I'll go with this short list I made of when I came in one day, and this was how it was.


the drink machine was leaking. resulting in a lake in drive thru. normal occurrence though.
one of the tea urns in lobby was not working. blocked up.
broken fry machine. that's a constant.
dirty, half empty fry vats. also a constant. Am I the only one who cleans them?
dirty fry area. it happens.
stickers put on the counter. someone had put the stickers from the halloween buckets on the counter. I used hot water to get them off. Frikkin overnight.
one tea nozzle had broken off, resulting in us not being able to use it.
the other was close to broken, held by duct tape.  heck yeah, missouri.


I don't know why they keep sending people home, without having them help clean/stock.
What do I know though, I wear blue.

The Little Things

Wish I woulda posted this sooner, so I'd have remembered the exact quote, but even the manager had said
'I don't/didn't want to spend my time serving dirty old people'

Someone told me a story, about how he got a speeding ticket.
He was trying to make it to mcdonald's in time for the 'happy hour' to get a dollar off of his drink. He even told the officer that. But he still got a ticket.

We had some type of managers-watch-everyone day or something. it was funny seeing the managers pop out of cars. Like a clown car. or somesuch.

This happens every day, someone tries to get us to throw something away through the drivethru. We're not allowed to take anything, health code reasons.
So lady comes up. 'can you throw this away?'
'no, I'm not allowed to.'
'so what should I just dump it in the parking lot?'
'id rather you didn't. theres a trash can near by.'
I'd like to think she dumped it then in spite, but I honestly don't remember.
Everyone dumps their sodas out though. In the parking lot.
They've obviously never been tasked with cleaning that.  With a deck scrubber. Not a power washer.
I'm going to start writing down license plates. and report them for littering.

I handed out a drink. We're supposed to hand out napkins and a straw(of course). They refused the napkin. Like they avoided it, and said NO. wouldnt take the drink, otherwise. Silly people. Never know when a napkin will come in handy.

in drivethru-
'i have these coupons, i told the order taker'
'did you give em to the cashier?'
'no, she didnt ask.'
facepalm. then how can we discount you?
-the coupons were also expired. whatever.
and we had to change the frappe mix.
so I told her that.
'better be fast' she said.

everyone's gotta be an asshole.

Digital Voices

I haven't been updating, not because lack of content, merely lack of motivation to do anything but kill digital humans.
First, the old stuff!

A guy asked about the chicken nuggets being all white meat.
"They say it's all white" was my response.
the real joke is, it is white, compared to what we had before. that stuff was sorta yellow.

Miscommunication is hilarioius, and an everyday occurence.
"Okay sorry, all I got from that was the mocha frappe"
"So you didn't get the mcdouble?"
uh no. no i didn't/ didn't you hear me?

I'll have a snack size mcflurry.
Alright what kind?
snack size.

I want an extra value meal.
Alrighty, which one?
An extra value meal.

What's even better, is when they use the price to designate what size.
"I'll take the one that's 5.99."
uh uhm what?!

so you guys have chocolate ice cream?
no we do not, just vanilla.
what about twist?

will that be a boy or a girl toy?
5 second pause. (why is there a hesitation!?!?!)
boy.

I facepalm so much at work, but the bills of the baseball caps don't allow it very well.

They mumble their complaints, as if I cannot hear. But why mumble, you obviously want people to hear. That's why I've started just telling people what I think, instead of mumbling. Mumbling is rude.
I love kids. Don't take that the wrong way, but they always look at us with such fascination. OOO a MCDONALDS WORKER! HE IS THE GOD THAT GIVES ME HAPPY MEALS.
feels good man

Their dedication is astounding. They wait 5+ minutes for their 5 dollar death.

I saw one day, a cage. A freaking cage for the kids in the back. Like a cop car, homemade. Bars on windows, bars between the back seat and front. I couldn't decide if it was awesome, or horrible.

American Way

Sometimes I think people aren't speaking English. Maybe it's because I'm trying to learn a new language but I have trouble understanding rednecks and mumblers now.
They toss their money at me. Or hold it crumpled, and at weird angles. And I'm supposed to catch it, before the wind does. Which results in some pretty cool unappreciated acrobatics. Really.
One guy just dumped his change. On purpose. Just threw it on the ground.

Everything's cool this week, but what's been annoying me is everyone's sense of entitlement. One week all I did was hand out food. Jeez it was horrible.
They all think they're better than us. YOU forgot my fries SO I'M GOING TO YELL AT YOU!
ohmagod really?
A lady came through the drivethru, then as I'm handing out food to someone else, she's in the parking lot, in her car, yelling at me.
you forgot my sundae!
(I did. the manager had put it someplace weird so I didnt see it)
It's right here, you can come in and get it.
"I ain't coming inside! It's too damn hot!"
(really? it's too hot to walk 20 feet? you fat bitch.)
Then come back around the drivethru(like most people do!)
"NO!"
(by this time I realised what I shouldve done)
Pull forward, someone will bring it out.

Good gosh. yelling at me from the fucking parking lot.
There was another person that day too. I think she refused to pull forward. Because we apparently forgot to ring up a mcdouble or something.
The managers force us to say this at the end of every order
"IF THE ORDER LOOKS CORRECT ON YOUR SCREEN" (your total is blahblah at the first window etc)
no one listens. really. no one does. most people are driving away at that point. no one looks at the screen. theyre fucking stupid.
I think they do it on purpose.


Off topic. Entitlement.
Americans feel entitled. They feel like they deserve something. Something more. They're assholes. They're the bully asking for your lunch money.
annoying.
(Like how I feel entitled to quick refills at restaurants. ...but that should be in their job description...)

It's hot

I like the heat, but it makes everyone irritable. Me too.
So I'm in the window, and I serve the order, I can't see it now, it's a mcdub and a small fry! I hand it out, she says she had a coke, and it was hot. I told her I didn't see one on the screen (nor did I have an extra coke lying around,) in a foam cup she had said. (foam cup drinks/special stuff like that is highlighted in yellow on the screen, and there was no yellow in her order).
So I ask for the receipt. Ahhhh the receipt. Anyone with one has all the power, they hold all the cards, and no one wants one.
That machine always spits one out when we cash them out. The cashier always hands it to them with the change. If the fools didn't get change, and drove off/rolled up their window, then shoot they don't/can't get one. There's almost never an instance of a customer not getting one if they had wanted one and waited for it.
So I never believe them when they say 'she didn't give me one'
that's horse shit.
So this lady says "I didn't get one."
Bam. I'm steamed now. I turn to a coworker to get someone to re-print it out for her. (I've done that before, for some teenagers trying to swindle a large fry.) The customer says she'll pay for one.
"It's a dollar-eight."
She throws me some change and a dollar. The drink machine is full of drinks, the screen is full of orders. none of them a large coke.
I'm waiting for a coke. She is goin on a tirade.
"you guys never get my stuff right."
"It's always wrong."
"I'm here everyday."
I think she directed some at the manager behind me. "You need to get your crew together. They never know what's going on."
We frikkin bust our ass everyday. And these assholes walk all over us. It's fucking stupid. I'm being paid in peanuts to give her good service, and I'm not getting tipped so my only obligation to be nice is minimum wage.
fuck her.
"Ma'am, have you tried going to Wendy's?" I blurt out.
"NO! I LIKE McDonald's!" she says.
She goes on to call me something something stupid little faggot.
"Well that's uncalled for." I say.
blah blah blah well you should be more professional/business-like.

well shit you shouldnt be a bitch.
Eventually I get one around, pour it into a foam cup.
She promptly pours it into a mason jar. Wait what. Why did she need a foam cup?
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
I smile. All over.

Because I pretty much told her to eff off.
I decided to bring attention to myself, so I slammed the window. I had a nice relaxing day.

Later, the drive thru order taker next to me told me I was very polite normally. I am. I was.
I am just having trouble bending over these days. due to a little something called divine intervention.

Out of the box

They're not morons. They're just out of the box thinkers. For example, we have two types of towels. Sturdier towels for the grill, and normal towels for tables, etc. Instead of having two buckets of water for these separate towels, why not put them all in one bucket? And hey, we need caution signs when we're mopping the kitchen. Someone could get hurt! While we're at it, let's put a lot of fries in the hopper. That way it's less work later. It won't break the machine. No, not at all.

Out of the box thinkers. They are in high supply, and in high demand!

Had some of that oatmeal today. Good. Filling.

I'm getting sick of customers yelling at me, and being unreasonable. I think it's the heat, making them irritable. Me, I'm just irritable and bitter cuz I'm out of my element still. My element being a house, that is mine.  

So I loathe any customer interaction. Lady wasted 3 minutes of my life looking for enough change to get 3.21. For two large coffees. She was by herself. In the end she had me take one off. "How much is one of em?"

"Uh, one forty nine." she gave me 1.50.  "It's 1.61 with tax."

She threw me another quarter and drove forward.

"Thanks for the tip." I said, pocketing the fourteen cents. It made sense.

Fat bitch.

No one has time for change.

Boiling

It's insane how hot the presenting area gets. The kitchen isn't so bad. That window is Hell's waiting room.

I hate multi-orders for one car. Understandable sometimes though. But when one is a mcdouble, the other is a mcdouble... it;s like jeez dude, can't spot your friend a buck?
And when they both pay in cash. WTFBBQ
It's funny when people say,
I want a mcdouble, plain

with only ketchup.

-then it's not plain. silly customer.
some people call the mcflurries a mcfluffy. I like that.
A lady asked through drivethru, "are you there?"
I was making a coffee. And I thnk I had left the speaker on, so the auto-greeter didn't go off, and I said "it says order when youre ready for a reason" and she drove away.
rofls.
Most of the new hires suck. To be expected. But they exemplify the word suck. Tired of it.
Wish I could just stop caring completely.

Minimum wage is stupid. That fucking idiot that smells gets the same amount I do.

Get Happy

(posted last week.... to the wrong blog)

The worst thing now is

The people I work with. New lazy shits from main street. And for some reason, hiring ten new people.

Yesterday, the drive thru guy couldnt take orders(was new) so I had to take orders, and the runner/s were gone. Had two new people on counter. I was like omfgwtfbbq until I stopped caring.

I watched a guy eat lunch in the kitchen. I said really? He said stfu I havent eaten in two days!

and whose fault is that. youre a fucking high school kid, youve got food at home. moron.

I'd see something that a position is supposed to do. I'd tell the guy, 'hey those need to be stocked' he'd look at me and say naa its fine.

now, I do stuff like that.... as I head to go do it.  but this lazy sack of worthless skin and bones continues talking to the girls.

just cuz I have a fucking blue shirt and not a grey one

That's all for now. I'm sick of these lazy people I gotta work with.  I wanna be lazy too.

Mangos on Pine Trees

I was workin window and someone said there wasn't a straw. This is a normal occurence. This time, I had personally checked and wasn't spacing out. AND I could see the straw. From the window. In the bag. "It's in there." now gtfo.
he rummages through the bag. No it's not.
"Yes it is."
"No-uh"
"I see it. On the right."
OH THERE IT IS.   derp.

I noticed the drive-thru liquor man has a tip jar. I've been thinking about tips a lot recently. Since I do a minimum wage job, and get no tips.  I've now become a bad tipper. Because I realised I shouldnt be giving that bitch a five when she refilled my cup once. and I've been empty for an hour.
She should get a nickel. ROFL I AM YOUR RENT SO FILL MY CUP!
I think we should get tips at mcd.  drivethru beerman gets tips. Know what he does? Reads magazines. Someone pulls up. He grabs beer. Hands it to them. They go on. He gets tipped for that. Horsecrap.

i was put on french fries recently. I usually try to gravitate there, cuz it's uber easy. But this time I had a french accent. And made a white flag out of a fry bag.

There's an old tanned man. White beard. Soft spoken. Smelly. Wears the same shirt for a week. like a cartoon character. Unlike a cartoon character, it is literally the same shirt. I can see stains from the day before. He's been coming in for a while,(i think) but I only noticed him a few weeks ago.  Gross.
Not the worst patron, of course.

Salt The Fries

The other day, I got two compliments, from customers. :)

I went in with a bad mood. There's just no stopping it, really. Everyday, same old thing.  It's damned hot. The meat's unfreezing.  Too many people from main st. Too many customers.  And it crushes you when you think that
I'll be here forever
every day
40 hours a week
8-10 hour days
for fucking pennies
until doomsday
never getting anywhere
never having enough
never getting anything cooler than chinese food every two weeks

but I guess that's okay

The first lady was old.  Compliments are easy.  Old ladies are easy to impress. I guess I just remembered her order, and was nice.  She said she sees me working all the time.  She didn't look familiar.
The other lady, middle aged.  Don't remember what she got, but she said I was extremely polite. I smiled, because my thoughts the entire time were 'hehehe go away, I'm hungry!'

There's more, but I must sleep.

Sloth

Lazy eyes are... Disconcerting. And difficult to make eye contact with.
I stare at one eye, take the money look back up, and he's gone all chameleon on me.

Kids these days. Need to be beaten.

Posts are short and sweet due to lack of computer resulting in updates via 'smart' phone.

We were the only store open after the tornado. Insanity.
So busy.

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Say Ahhhh

We've got some new people!
There's Annie Oakley, Bright Eyes, Vegas, Mouse, Purple... and one more, I can't get a name for yet cuz I haven't worked with her much.
I got a tip the other day. No idea why, I was about to hand her a sweet tea, when she had asked for an unsweet one.  I used said tip for some burgers today.  Times are hard. yo.
I've been meaning to update, but eh.
We had a weird guy coming in for a week.  He'd stay there all day.  Had a brown hoodie, wild thinning hair.  He sat with his laptop and ate mcchickens.  He also seemed pretty knowledgeable about computers.
He also left a big mess.
Why do people do that.  Freaking leave the tray, wrappers, napkins, trash and junk on the table.  I ain't a freaking waiter.  I'm not getting tipped for this crap.
BS.

Someone was asking for a cheeseburger in drivethru.
"Cheeseburger, with no cheese."
"okay, so you want a hamburger"
"Yeah, but with no cheese."
...facepalm.


When I'm off, I like to watch my crew members work. A good mcd crew is like poetry in motion.
I really like food service.

Denmark is a Prison?

Nay, McDonald's is.

Is there an escape?  Is there a better job for unskilled laborers? This is the best there is.  Get used to it.

A fun guy came through the drivethru, to 'complain' after he already paid. 

'hey I ordered a cheeseburger last time and I got an eggplant.'

'an eggplant?'

'yeah, hahahaha just messing'

'obviously'

I used to think I was one of the few weirdoes who walks/bikes, but no I am not.  Several people do it, all for different circumstances.  Unfortunately they have licenses...

Everyone always asks me, 'has someone ever ordered a cheeseburger with a mcchicken patty on it?'

my answer was, no.  Because up until a month ago, no one had.  Then recently someone said a 'mcgangbang'. Jeez.  So I rang up the two sandwiches and went on my way.

But a mcgangbang(i looked it up) is not a 'mcjesus'(what night crew calls a dblcheese with a chicken patty.) a mcgangbang is a whole mchicken sammich inside a dblcheeseburger.  that's messed up.  Way too much bread.

Just a Cheeseburger, Please

The other day I watched a douche in a white sports car toss a can of red bull at a trash can as he drove by.  He missed.
Yesterday I saw a guy on a scooter come zooming into the intersection in front of the store.  I was handing out food at the time, and window open my mind was set to say Holy Shit as he wobbled off and tumbled into the street.  Fortunately, I changed it to Crap at the last moment.
The people in the cars, they hesitated, didn't move, unbelieving of the scene before them.  The guy's legs moved, I'm sure he tried to get up.  The people exited their cars, one lady in the process of turning, in the middle of the intersection.  I saw some phones in their hands.  And got back to work.  Cops, ambulances, the whole shebang arrived.

A lady asked, how much are the double cheeseburgers?
Well the mcdouble is a dollar, and the double cheeseburger is a dollar nineteen.
Okay, I'llhave two mcchickens.
what?

The Angus burgers got 30c cheaper.  I totally ate one.  It was totally tasty.  But they're really not that big,or filling.

Change Battery

My first day at the gas station, I changed the sign outside, with that suction cup on a stick. In the pouring rain.  I have yet to change the signs at McDonald's.
The machines break down, normally because no one knows how to maintain them or how they work.  It's almost like Zion from the Matrix.  A person said to me "Your machine is always broken!"
yeah, we're just breaking it on purpose, just to piss you off, I think.

I wish people would think before they ordered, someone spent two minutes saying
uhhh let me get.... uhhh let me get....
And when I discount the mccafe drinks, the cash drawer opens and it slams into my groin, not enough to hit, but enough to flinch in anticipation of a hit...

National Hiring Day happened, I expect an unoffical national firing day to follow.

I overheard the wandering manager person, DM? dungeon master? talking about the hiring day.  McDonald's wants to improve its image, the 'go to college or you'll flip burgers at mcd' image isn't good.  But I can't say anything, cuz that is my life.
Mcd is a girl, it worries about its image too much, cares what people think, because its image equals money.  it's all business. girls understand business, because its their everyday.
Speaking of business, prices went up again recently.  How can I ever memorise prices if they keep increasing?!

Is that an eggroll... or a chicken select?

I had not cleaned the bathroom until recently.  I was on the counter, wasn't too busy.  A guy covered in paint comes up to me.  He's very shy, or timid, about the subject.  Most people just come up and say "hey your bathroom sucks"
"uhh the uhh bathroom."
"yeah?"
"the uhh toilet" his voice was not very loud.
"pretty bad?"
"looks like it hasn't been cleaned since last night."
weird, it's 2pm already.
I finally get time to check it out...



I go in, its fine, i think. baby changer is down. I put it up.  The toilet seat is up. It all looks fine.
I pull the seat down...OH SHIT
It's caked shit on the sides/top of the seat
meaning someone's asshole was three feet wide.
wtf

I was not able to use that bathroom that day.

So you know the fish stick man?  The guy on the fish stick boxes, Gorton?  Big beard. Burly manly man.
He came into the store the other day.   Guess what he ordered?
A fish filet sammich.

Skilled Losers

Generally, all the people I've met at mcdonald's have been pretty awesome.  And interesting.  It's cool to see how they ended up there, or here.  And you just never know where someones coming from, or what theyve experienced.  It's sometimes shocking when they tell you some sad revelation, and you're surprised cuz theyre not all mopey, but if they were mopey, I'd be all 'STOP BEING A BABY'. 

There's this old lady, comes in pretty much everyday, gets a hamburger a certain way.  She said today, 'I love you all so much, I don't have a family, so...'

All that said, my main problem with the job,that frustrates me the most,

is my other crew members.  I'd fire 70% of them, if I could.  They don't care, they don't do a good job, and they're just plain not good people.

I like to pretend I'm always on thin ice at work, so I don't get complacent in my job, and start slacking off.  

I'm still figuring out new things.

Just yesterday was the first time I had to clean the bathroom.  More on that later...

I am the smiley face king.

At The First Window

I normally finish out days in the 'hole' an elbowed off area, where all you do is take orders and take money,
it's relaxing somewhat.
I always get an enticing view of the sunset, and the beautiful day that I'm wasting.
It's not a hands-free set, and I don't always have a hand free, so the people get antsy.  "I'll take a number five."  pause.  "Number five.  Number five. Number five. Number five."
Then you win the day when you say
"Crispy or grilled?"
The people who always do that are always taken aback for 30 seconds.  It's sort of funny.  Or ask for the drink,same thing happens.
It's hard to hear exactly what they're asking for most of the time.  So I've taken to trying to clarify by asking if they wanted something ridiculous.  ie:"I'll have a lrogo nytie"  "Uhh, that'll be a Big Mac with a vanilla shake?"
I noticed, a number four,(2 cheeseburgers, a no.2 when I was a kid) is normally ordered with a dr pepper.
Yesterday we kept sending people home, and the cars got backed up, and I had a nice man say to me, with his kid in the car,
"man you guys are slow as fuck."
Why thank you good sir.  I refused to comment on his comment.  And rang up his ten dollars worth of food.
Isn't there an old saying, "don't piss off those who make your food"
Can't we all just say, and be

be excellent to each other

But that's no big deal, I expect them to be ridiculously angry jerks, and we're expected to be half-wits.
And I am a chameleon, I fit into pieces regularly.
A national hiring day is approaching, I've made it my mission to scare off every new hire.

Melancholy Days

Mondays I fly,
Tuesdays I soar,
Wednesdays I crash,
Thursdays I climb out,
Fridays I ramble about

giddy with exhaustion

this is all boring and droning on same same same
same annoying customers asking about the same thing
complaining about the same thing
I'm losing it,
once more.
It cycles.

Eventually there'll be a breaking point.

Ninja

I have a new habit.  It gets so dreadfully boring I wander around.
Sometimes I sneak up behind people, especially people on drive-thru.
I might stay there, wait to be noticed.
Or say something,
"You're doin a good job!"
like a morale ninja.

It amuses me.

Retard

I've taken to following some of the crew around.  I find this hilarious.  Even moreso when they work drive-thru and there are customers.  In a recent instance, I followed the girl to the window as she handed out food.
I said 'hello' in a nasally and weird voice.  He asked her for ketchup.  I said 'ketchup' in that same voice.
The guy flipped.
something along the lines of 'you don't need to be all retarded, fucking retard!what the fuck, retard!'
and he drove away.
I stared at him the whole time. With a stupid look on my face.
The stupid look was because I was repressing the desire to punch him.  I smiled for the rest of the day.

Just another hilarious story.

Nice

The nicest customer I've had so far

only had one arm.

Endgame

I stopped updating, because the computer power cord died.  Weeks later, I got a cord, and lost my motivation. Over the winter I learned everything else, sink or swim style.  A broken bone kept me out of work in march.
The prices have went up by twenty cents since I began, and I got a 20c raise over the summer.  I generally work mornings now, 6-3.  Funny, I applied for overnight.  I never see the new people.  Managers have come and went.  People too, hours always cut when new people show up.  Then they usually leave.  The boss lady even transferred to a store down the road.  Changes changes but all still the same.
After becoming a level 70 McD Employee, there's not much else to do.  Just work 40 hours a week or so, work, sleep, work, sleep.  A routine.
Broken by laughter and my non sequitur.
I've learned most of the stuff, and if I keep my head on straight, I'm damn good at it.
Customers.
They're always the snags.  Maybe they want extra food, or don't have cash, and the card is rejected.  or they just have a problem.
I'm the weird guy, everyone's used to me, and I've gotten enough confidence to mess with the newbs.  ^_^  someone kicked at me up front, and I made a weird loud noise, everyone stopped, stared at me. customers. manager boss lady.  she said.  O, it's just Travis.  everything went back to normal.
rofl.
There's a new girl, I'm going to call her Skittles.

I think I'll update this now, with musings and rants about the job.
cuz it's crap.  bullcrap.  the food, the business, the corporation, the stuff that happens, bullcrap.

It builds up.  It may not bother you too much, but over time, it builds up.  all the people passing the buck, being lazy, not doing their GAWDDAMMED jobs.  I have good work ethic, despite my 'fuck if I care' attitude.  the customers, the employees, managers, voices in your head from the headset, the yellers, the whisperers, the old lady who pisses on the floor, the picky people, the fools who don't know the menu, the beeping in the kitchen, the AMOUNT of work that needs to be done, but can't, it never ends, the heat from the grill/vats, in summer it's unbearable...
it builds up.  I dunno how some people have been there 5+ years. Some have been there 15+ years, still as crew.
Everyday we wake for it.
cuz...  what the fuck else we gonna do?
every job sucks.  sure it's crap.  And stupid.  but you only have to do 7 hours or so, then it's over.  you go home, relax and think,

hey, that wasn't so bad.

it's hard to find a job, especially today, especially if you have no skills or a degree, no drive, no ambition.
even if you do, that job will still have assholes, and bullshit.

McD has taught us amazing useless skills.  Useful, only at McD.  wrapping a sandwich superfast, pulling meat off a grill, getting an amazing short term memory, managing several things at once.
it's sick.
and useless anywhere else.
It's not that bad, sure, pay's horrible, barely worth it, but hey, it's a job.
And I still have fun on occasion, wandering around the store with a 'I don't give a fuck' attitude.