2 cents is your change
My sausage egg and cheese bagel combo at McDonald's just cost around $5. It gave me pause. That's 45 minutes of my time at a freezing drive-through window or scooping chili grease out of a sink.
I've had two days of work so far (today I'm heading to Cincy for a shrink appointment so not working again until Monday). Yesterday one of the crew asked me, "How do you like it so far?"
"I hate it. Don't all of you?" (Big grin while I said that by the way).
I'm the first window of drive-through. It's 28 degrees out. I have a few pointers for everyone about being in a drive-through: Please have your money relatively ready when you get to the window. I can't wear gloves as I'm running to a sink whenever I don't have customers. Please don't be smoking in my face...I know you have your window hand holding it so the noxious smoke doesn't totally fill up your car but yeah, it's noxious smoke. Please don't insist the order is wrong because you're remembering 15 years ago when Biggie drinks and fries were 99 cents.
I brought hand cream and chap stick the second day.
I'm never going to get off on time. That will always cause me to screw up something going on with the kids. After a few more days I'm sure that won't make me feel like crying anymore.
And I'll be getting to comments this weekend...been VERY busy. Even though I only work 5ish hours a day, I still have all the stuff do to for the kids and dinner. My days will now be from about 7am until 9pm of very little free time. But to whoever it was (I forget right now sorry) that said Hey maybe this will be your favorite job!--No. I'm not bitter or whatever, but it's greasy smelly fast food with oblivious customers and not always the smartest co-workers and managers. It's actually the best test possible for whether I'm able to move on in a few months to something else.
I've had two days of work so far (today I'm heading to Cincy for a shrink appointment so not working again until Monday). Yesterday one of the crew asked me, "How do you like it so far?"
"I hate it. Don't all of you?" (Big grin while I said that by the way).
I'm the first window of drive-through. It's 28 degrees out. I have a few pointers for everyone about being in a drive-through: Please have your money relatively ready when you get to the window. I can't wear gloves as I'm running to a sink whenever I don't have customers. Please don't be smoking in my face...I know you have your window hand holding it so the noxious smoke doesn't totally fill up your car but yeah, it's noxious smoke. Please don't insist the order is wrong because you're remembering 15 years ago when Biggie drinks and fries were 99 cents.
I brought hand cream and chap stick the second day.
I'm never going to get off on time. That will always cause me to screw up something going on with the kids. After a few more days I'm sure that won't make me feel like crying anymore.
And I'll be getting to comments this weekend...been VERY busy. Even though I only work 5ish hours a day, I still have all the stuff do to for the kids and dinner. My days will now be from about 7am until 9pm of very little free time. But to whoever it was (I forget right now sorry) that said Hey maybe this will be your favorite job!--No. I'm not bitter or whatever, but it's greasy smelly fast food with oblivious customers and not always the smartest co-workers and managers. It's actually the best test possible for whether I'm able to move on in a few months to something else.