My first day was busy they put me on the front line the first damn day. It was Saturday in 1994 and this particular store was in an area highly populated area of Polish and Asian folks. Did i mention they all had Buckeye cards? My morning was full of refilling their damn cups and wiping up spills (coffee and syrup). By 11 o'clock i was dog tired. I was only 17 so i could only work 4 hours. Do you know this bitch Tiffany who was the shift manager fixed her lips to ask me to stay. I told her i couldn't my mother was expecting me home plus my work permit was solid 4 hours only. She said well you don't look 17? Yeah i think she was a bit jealous of my bodacious young body cause she looked like a donkey in the face. I ended up quiting that job after 2 1/2 weeks because i was done playing with that little twit. She called me off two days straight. Then when i came in to quit she said i had to wait for the store manager. I said really and threw the uniform at her and told them to mail me my check and i was reporting her to my guidance counselor so they didn't send anyone else over there. I enjoyed my free fries and filet-o-fish but they pay sucked and the manager suck even more. Thank goodness i was graduating that next month and found a better job with the Cleveland Indians.
