My Experience Working At McDonald's For A Year And A Half

My Experience Working At McDonald's For A Year And A Half

Whoever looks down on McDonald's workers has clearly never been yelled at because the ice cream machine is down.
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I applied for my first job the day that I turned 16. I don’t exactly remember where, but I do know that I never heard anything back from the employer. Or from the next five jobs I had taken time to fill out applications for.

I understand that bosses want people with experience, but where exactly are we supposed to get that experience when you don’t give us a chance? After about a year of applying, interviewing and ultimately losing contact with many, many potential jobs, I turned to the only place I had left: McDonald’s.

I had started working less than two weeks after the interview. At first, I was just relieved to finally start getting some money in my pocket. I even saved up enough to buy a new (at the time) iPhone- which I still have today.

However, I quickly became subject to the same cruel treatment that many other food service workers experience. I started to hate going to work, I had no motivation, and would literally count the seconds until I could go home every day.

Here, I present the many stories I have in my memory of working at McDonald’s. Customers have yelled at me, they have sped off, and I will never forget that some people think it is okay to treat human beings like garbage just because they view them as less than for having such an undervalued job.

1. The woman and her toasted muffin (but, not too toasted)

Every day, an older woman would come to our restaurant and order an Egg McMuffin. She would always ask for it to be lightly toasted, however every day she would bring her muffin back up at least four different times claiming that it was “too black.”

I don’t know if she wasn’t aware that that’s what a toasted muffin looks like (no matter how “lightly” toasted it is) but I’m 99% sure she had a toaster at home. Just make your muffin at home, if you need it to be so specifically toasted!

2. The man who called my fellow employee a retard

One day, I was training a new employee in the drive-thru. She was actually doing really well, maybe a little slow, but that’s just expected of new workers. Well, here comes the loudest man in existence screaming into the speaker for a senior coffee.

So, the worker accidentally rings up a normal coffee (without the 50 cent discount) and the man begins throwing a tantrum about how all McDonald’s workers are stupid. Mind you, this is all because she pressed one wrong button causing a minuscule issue that could be solved in about .3 seconds.

Then I hear the man yell, “What, are you retarded??!!” An attack like that on one worker is an attack on all fast food workers. Don’t undermine the people that hold your precious food in their hands- I mean, that’s just like the first rule of common sense.

3. The man who assumed that I was a lesbian just because I wouldn’t give him a sample

So, this is the same man as number 2 so you can tell he’s just the greatest person alive. Every Saturday, some McDonald’s offer free samples of new items. Well, from 12-2 one day we were giving away samples of our strawberry pie.

At 2:10, this man walks in and demands a sample. I kindly tell him that the offer, unfortunately, ended ten minutes ago, and he walks away in a grumble. I had forgotten about this incident until another man came up to the counter and demanded he spoke to a manager.

The man said that this same angry man from before was now going off on a tangent to anyone who listened to the fact that I was apparently a lesbian for not giving him the pie. I don’t really know how someone’s sexual orientation corresponds with food samples, can someone explain that to me, please??

4. The man who called another worker a "fucking bitch" because he had to be parked

I don't quite understand why customers get so mad over having to be parked for food. I get it, McDonald's is supposed to be "fast food," but wouldn't you rather want to wait a few minutes for hot and fresh over cold and hard??

Anyway, one day there was a man that had to be parked for his food since it was a pretty large breakfast order. First, the man called the person who told him to pull up a "bastard" but he still agreed to be parked. Fortunately, our best manager overheard his comment and when she ran out his food, had a few choice words to say to him.

When confronting him about mistreating her workers, all the man could reply with was "just give my bag you fucking bitch." So that's exactly what the manager did. She threw the bag into his car and said, "Have a nice day!"

Needless to say, working at McDonald's absolutely sucked. But at least I had a strong support group of fellow employees that I could turn to when I was stressed, and who always had each others' backs when dealing with such mean-spirited people.

This article is for you guys. Miss you, but never gonna work with you again, sorry!

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The bittersweet end.
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For seniors, the years since our first day as a freshman at the bottom of the high school totem pole have seemed endless, but as we look back on these last few weeks, we realize that this year in particular has gone by extraordinarily fast. It was just yesterday that we were sitting in our classrooms for the very first time, going to our 'last first' practice, and getting our first taste of the (very real) "senioritis". With all that's going on in our lives right now, from sports and clubs, finals, and the sought after graduation ceremony, it's hard to really sit down and think about how our lives are all about to become drastically different. For some it's moving out, and for some it's just the thought of not seeing your best friend on the way to fourth period English; either way, the feels are real. We are all in a tug of war with the emotions going on inside of us; everything is changing - we're ready, but we're not.

THE GOOD. Our lives are about to begin! There is a constant whirlwind of excitement. Senior awards, getting out of school early, parties, and of course Graduation. We are about to be thrust into a world of all new things and new people. Calling our own shots and having the freedom we have so desperately desired since the teenage years began is right around the corner. Maybe the best part is being able to use these new things surrounding you to grow and open your mind and even your heart to ideas you never could before. We get the chance to sink or swim, become our own person, and really begin to find ourselves.

Things we don't even know yet are in the works with new people we haven't even met yet. These friendships we find will be the ones to last us a lifetime. The adventures we experience will transform into the advice we tell our own children and will become the old tales we pass down to our grandkids when they come to visit on the weekends. We will probably hate the all night study sessions, the intensity of finals week, and the overpowering stress and panic of school in general, just like we did in high school... But it will all be worth it for the memories we make that will outlive the stress of that paper due in that class you absolutely hate. As we leave high school, remember what all the parents, teachers, coaches, and mentors are telling you - this are the best times of our lives!

THE BAD. The sentimental emotions are setting in. We're crying, siblings are tearing up, and parents are full-out bawling. On that first day, we never expected the school year to speed by the way it did. Suddenly everything is coming to an end. Our favorite teachers aren't going to be down the hall anymore, our best friends probably won't share a class with us, we won't be coming home to eat dinner with our families...

We all said we wanted to get out of this place, we couldn't wait, we were ready to be on our own; we all said we wouldn't be "so emotional" when the time came, but yet here we are, wishing we could play one more football game with our team or taking the time to make sure we remember the class we liked the most or the person that has made us laugh even when we were so stressed we could cry these past few years. Take the time to hug your parents these last few months. Memorize the facial expressions of your little sister or brother. Remember the sound of your dad coming home from work. These little things we take for granted every day will soon just be the things we tell our college roommate when they ask about where we're from. As much as we've wanted to get out of our house and our school, we never thought it would break our heart as much as it did. We are all beginning to realize that everything we have is about to be gone.

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A Letter To Me, The Girl Who Overthinks Everything

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Dear Me,

In the past few years of your life, you have hated yourself for your overthinking. I want to take the time to tell you right now that your overthinking is not always a weakness, but it's a sign of your strength. And you need to see that.

I know it's a dreadful feeling. A chill runs down your back. Your mind starts racing. You need to keep moving or your mind will start screaming. You think you'll go deaf from your own thoughts. There's no moment of peace. You think you're going insane.

You analyze the texts. You think back to the conversations. Why didn't she look me in the eye? Why didn't they smile? Should I have said that? Why did I say that? You analyze every little detail to see what it means to you. You relive every mistake over in your mind until you make it right. It never ends and you hate it. But did you ever ask yourself why your brain works this way?

In the first 18 years of your life, you've been through and have done a lot. Probably more than you would like to admit. As a daughter of immigrant parents, you grew up finding your way, often on your own in the world. You needed to figure out life while teaching your parents about it at the same time. While most kids wanted to fit in, you needed to make sure you kept your Vietnamese culture. You've converted religions. You've been betrayed by good friends. You've been fat-shamed...and more. There were times where life felt like it was punching you in the gut, a million times over and you didn't know how to take it. So now, you overthink it.

Why? Well, do you realize how hard you've worked to get to where you are? You're getting awards, scholarships, and you're going to a fantastic college this fall. That's not because you sat back to let things be handed to you on a silver platter all your life. Don't get me wrong. You've been given SO MANY good things in your life, but there was also a lot of bad. Life swung at you when you least expected it. But you're here, aren't you? You overthink because you know what it is like to be fooled, and you want to know that you'll never be caught off guard again. So when life comes to get you, you're making sure you're ready to kick right back.

Another thing... Many people say you overthink because you care what other people think of you. But that's not it. It's actually quite the opposite. You overthink because you over love. All you want is to make the people in your life happy because that's what makes you happy. Life put you in their life for a reason. So, you're giving them all you have. Every little action is a chance for you to do that.

You want to do it all in your life. You overthink everything because if you do something, you're gonna do it right. Your mind needs to keep working. That's what it does even when its not supposed to.

You're strong. But you weren't always this way. Your overthinking is simply a side effect from being caught in the storm for so long. You're in a great place and you're on the way to do great things. No one can stop you now. But you still overthink it so it stays that way. This is how your brain works. It's a part of you and shows how far you've come. You're perfectly okay.

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