My Fifteenth Day

Today was another 7 hour shift. Noon to, well, 7.

Every time I get in there, I always ask if they want me on meat, because that's the only thing I'm good at. Today, I asked a manager who told me yes, but then retracted and told me to ask Curly. That was quite possibly the last thing I wanted to hear, and I was validated.

Curly told me to be at the table/wall (which is where you prepare the burgers, even though it's neither a table nor a wall) during the busiest time of the day.

After a couple minutes he comes over and says:

"What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, I'm going as fast as I can."
"What are you doing? I think the real question is what are you doing?"
"Yeah, you kind of already asked that."

He didn't hear that last part because I mumbled it.

At one point, somebody ordered about 5 of one type of sandwich which isn't very common, so we obviously ran out and had to wait until more were cooked. Curly quickly smelled error and appeared.

"How could we run out of everything? Are you calling the trays?"
"Yes."

I honestly thought whether I should have added, "just not the way you want me to."

After an hour and a half of this, Curly gave me a clipboard. Thoughts of doing something clerical instead of manual started bounding through my eager mind.

"See these small trashcans? Are you listening?"
"Yes"
"I don't like repeating myself."
"Okay."
"I need you to count each thing that's in here and write it on this paper. Write it with the little ones and the one across when it gets to five, You know what I'm talking about?"
"Tallies?"

To be more specific, I had to take each disgusting thing thrown into the trashcan out with my hands and mark its corresponding section on the sheet of paper. This must be their idea of clerical.

As if my day weren't bright enough already, I had to close (clean) both of the grills.

That's not so bad now, because after Curly leaves, the managers are much nicer. Unfortunately, there's this big oafish kid who thinks he's hilarious. He also thinks he's an expert at working there. I'll let him have that glory; heaven knows I don't want it, but he tries to explain how to do every little thing to me. Many times, he's just plain wrong.

After I finished closing the second grill, I started to turn it back on.

"We leave one off for the night. We only use this one. In the morning, they put eggs on that one, but it isn't used all tonight. You probably haven't worked this shift before, so you're used to running both of them."

Actually, I've been on that shift quite a few times, and they always run both grills during dinnertime. I've been on that shift the majority of my days here. I didn't say any of this because it's easier to just let these things pass. I won't have to deal with any of it for long.

Speaking of that, I tendered my resignation today. I gave my 5 day notice. I don't know their policy on quitting, but neither do they. I told the one nice manager.

"Where are you going?"
"Peru."
"Brazil?"
"No, Peru."
"When are you going to be back?"
"Never."
"Are you moving there?"
"No, I'm visiting there, and then I'm moving to the UK."
"Do you have family there?"
"No, I'm going to school there."
"Oh that's going to be fun. Well, I'll, uh, write a note that you're leaving."
"Thanks."

Just 3 more days of working there. If you're wondering what's going to happen to this blog after I quit (thus destroying the theme), I'm going to make a new blog about my life in the UK. It won't be as niche, but if you've found my writing to be interesting, just think about how much more it could be if I were allowed a bit more freedom to write whatever I wanted to. I hope that many of you stick with me.
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11:41 PM, August 19, 2005

Good luck! Thanks for sharing your experience, there's no way I would work for the Franchise to find out myself.    



2:49 PM, August 20, 2005

do you get any leftover food? cuz i'm feeling quite hungry in my corner of the world. you know, the-starving-children-in-somalia excuse that ur mom uses to get u to finish ur food...well if ur full then im full...    



3:04 PM, August 20, 2005

Thanks for your comments.

The Bearded One, our people have gone through a lot worse. We'll get through this one.    



3:36 AM, November 02, 2006

Do you ever wonder why some people excel in life while others seem to fade away. What makes one persons life more fulfilling that another. I have been studying this my whole life . What did these people do that made them great thinkers, achievers, Great People, writers and philanthropists.    



11:11 PM, February 19, 2010

You have to express more your opinion to attract more readers, because just a video or plain text without any personal approach is not that valuable. But it is just form my point of view    



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