For the past…while now, months, I’ve been working the same shift during the week. In the same place.

Ugh.

Anyways, it’s been mostly routine for me, and I haven’t even needed to write down my schedule because it’s always the same. But lo! I check my schedule for next week…and it’s different.

I’m moving from morning shifts to afternoon shifts.

Which is nice, since even after all this time I’m still not adjusted to waking up in the morning. I’m just not naturally a morning person.

So if this sticks it’ll probably help me with my sleep…

It also means now I get to mostly avoid the annoying manager and one coworker I have I usually work with in the mornings…

No idea if it’ll stick though.

Probably will depend on how well the people they’ll be putting where I was are at prep.

I don’t tend to make waves at work. I just do my job, nod my head, and only complain to other employees and stuff about things that we all relate to, like a customer being a jerk or idiot, and small annoying things they make us do.

But I find I have a really hard time keeping my mouth shut when I’m told I need to do something in an inefficient manner.

Take for instance, our prep in the morning, which includes making salads and parfaits. Usually we keep some empty salad bowls and covers, along with parfait cups and lids at the table in the back where we make them.

This makes it simple and easy to get them, especially when we’re doing only parts at a time between orders, because they only have a dedicated prep person if it gets to like ten and there’s still a ton to do. Or if the person in back drive, usually me, says “It’s way to busy, I’m not going to be able to get prep done before lunch.”

But every now and then they get on our case about keeping that stuff there. They say it doesn’t belong there and we’re suppose to keep everything in the back…In a place really annoying to get to if you’re also having to take orders in back drive. You simply don’t have time to get what you need there exactly and/or put stuff back, unless it’s really slow.

When this occasionally happens I do point this out, but they just say “Well we have to do it.”

So I just sigh, nod, and say “I’ll handle it when I have the time then.”

And then I never have the time.

And if I do, I make sure I have something else to do to make sure I don’t.

Then sooner or later, they drop the issue.

So apparently every year we’re suppose to be evaluated. Our head manager sits down with each employee and talks about what they need to improve on, what they’re doing well, and what their raise will be and why.

I’m now approaching my third year at McDonalds, and I’ve gotten two raises so far, both ten cents, which is pretty much the highest they give us employees. :/

Anyways, I never knew we were evaluated. It’s never happened to me, and it came as a complete surprise that it was suppose to happen, when a manager mentioned it to me and another coworker when we were on break.

Other employees have gotten their evaluation. I haven’t.

So either they’re being idiots and just completely forgetting about doing that for me, or I’m a fucking perfect employee.

Pretty sure I know which one it is.

If you’re going to pay for a ten dollar order in all quarters, you are an asshole.

I’m not going to apologize.

Because you are.

That, or you’re a small child.

But considering you were driving and had a beard, I’m pretty sure you aren’t.

So you’re an asshole.

If you do this in back drive, you’re not only an asshole, you’re an asshat.

We’re switching into lunch. Standard procedure for this is to stop brewing tons of coffee (as coffee orders pretty much drop off once we get into lunch), and bring the extra pots into the back once they’re empty, and just keep a single pot of regular coffee, and a single pot of decaf coffee.

We do this all the time. It’s standard. So we do this.

Fifteen minutes later, once we’re into lunch, the manager up front needs to head unto her break. So another manager takes over.

We suddenly get a few coffee orders up front, and the manager proceeds to freak the fuck out. It is literally four small coffees between the customers we get. We have it ready to brew. They’ll just have to wait a couple minutes, that’s all. But this manager…

She was yelling at us and berating us for doing our jobs. If we hadn’t gotten those orders, and had kept the pots up, she’d be screaming at us for wasting coffee.

But she gets that other pot, and we get out the coffee orders…and now we have two pots of coffee up front for regular coffee. One of which is still a third full…

Sigh…

So I get my ten late (as per usual). I had rushed out of the house this morning so I didn’t grab my usual fruit to munch on my ten.

I need something to eat, so I decide to order a couple strawberry and cream pies, because they are delicious.

One of my coworkers is taking orders. There is one person in front of me. And another person off to the side waiting for his food.

He then proceeds to have a conversation with the customer waiting for his food. And takes two orders out into lobby to hand to people. Not people who have trouble moving or getting up. Perfectly able bodied people. I know this, because they are regulars so I’ve seen often when I am up front.

He takes FOREVER to actually take the customer’s order in front of me (thankfully another good natured regular), and then wanders off for another two minutes getting an different order out instead of taking my order, despite the fact he knows I’m on a ten.

It’s just…UGH. Do you’re goddamn job! Front counter can be annoying even if you’re running for yourself, but it’s not hard! You shouldn’t have to take three minutes getting out an order that’s three small items! If you’re waiting on grill, you then take more orders not dick around and do other things!

I want to be able to sit down and unwind a little on my ten. Not spending it waiting for most of it and having to eat my food at the last minute.

At that point I didn’t even care, and took a longer break once I FINALLY got my two pies.

It literally took my coworker almost six minutes to take two orders (one being my two pies, another being a single, small coffee), and hand out that food, plus two burritos and a hash brown.

And he had the audacity, to say to a manager who told him that he needed to hurry up, that “hey, I’m the fastest guy you have up front.”

A coworker in grill heard that as well, looked up to me to see me waiting still, and just slowly shook his head, sympathizing with me.

Thankfully the manager on duty didn’t say anything to me when I came back from my break. They knew perfectly well why.

We had this one regular who always comes into drive thru, always gets the same thing, and is…not the nicest of guys. He gets huffy when someone takes more then a couple of seconds to input his order (which takes some time because we have to substitute stuff on his sandwich to keep our inventory right), and never, ever acknowledges us.

I’ve noticed I haven’t seen him in a couple weeks.

He was a regular I really didn’t like. He wasn’t outright hostile, just extremely rude and annoying, but I certainly don’t miss him coming around.

Also, that creeper I’ve mentioned before seems to have stopped showing up. No idea if he’s hounding the girl who does back drive in the morning when I’m not there though. I certainly hope he isn’t.

Lovely, annoying day today…

I oversleep, but get up fifteen minutes before my shift. Which is when I need to leave my house to make to work on time. I have to shower and shave too, at the very least, but otherwise I’ll look like some hobo and not smell too nice.

So I call work, tell them “I’m sorry I’m running late, I’ll be there in about half an hour.” The manager who answers says “Okay, thanks for letting us know.” and that’s handled.

I get ready to go, and drive down to work, getting there a little earlier then I estimated I thought I would be.

Our store manager is there, who I’ve never seen in the store this early, is there and annoyed at me for being late. I apologize, but I’m not insanely late, and I did call fifteen minutes before my shift and warned them. Heck, we get managers sometimes who show up half an hour late for their shifts, or people who sometimes just don’t show up and don’t get in much trouble.

Anyways I get clocked in, shoved into back drive, and start work on prep, which I know is going to be an issue today, because I’m already getting a lot of orders.

About an hour into this…something happens to the register. Some sort of communication error. I call over a manager, and they manage to figure it out, and ask me how it happened.

I have no fucking clue. I just hit the ‘Total’ button to bring up my latest customer’s total.

Anyways it gets fixed…then half an hour later, something wigs out on the other monitor, where I punch in the cash or card stuff. And an order that does get paid out doesn’t say so up front. The store manager bitches at me like it’s my fault, like I forgot to take someone’s money.

1. No. No I didn’t.

2. If I had, you should have caught that it wasn’t paid out before handing the person the food.

I even managed to find the receipt for the order in our Re-Print Receipt stuff, to prove that, yes, I didn’t mess up.

So that’s just annoying, and the store manager is trying to fix it, unable to get a hold of our boss. Somehow, the problem fixes itself, and that’s the last that was left of it after I left for the day.

Ugh…Not a fun day. On the plus side, I got to go off order taking in my last hour of shift to finish prep and do random stocking.

Submitted by: SlaughterHouseGoddess

People at my store love styrofoam cups, especially in the drive-thru, which is a pain because our drink machine is automatic and we can’t ring in sodas to be in foam cups.

So this lady came by one day and asked for a coke in a foam cup, I politely tell her why we can’t give her the foam cup in the drive-thru and ask if she would still like a large coke. She says “ARE YOU SAYING NO TO ME?” I said “Yes, ma’am, I’m sorry, but if you’d like to come inside we can give you the foam cup.” So she says “Wow, that’s fucking retarded. So why can’t you just give me the coke and a foam cup and let me dump it in myself if you’re all too lazy for that.”

At this point, I was pissed and so was my shift manager, so I told her that if we give her the foam cup in addiction to the coke, she will have to pay $1.06 for the foam cup as well, bringing her total to $2.12. She RAGES and calls me a “a little bitch,” tells me to fuck off, and pulls away.

It’s funny that she called my coworkers and I lazy for not wanting to give her a free cup, when she was, in fact, too lazy to get her ass out of her car and walk ten steps to the counter to buy her precious foam cup and get the fucking drink herself. 

It’s like 7 AM in the morning. Some guy orders five dollars worth of food then hands me a 100.

Me: Do you have anything smaller?

Customer: No.

So, I have to call a manager to check it and get change. Which takes them forever, but that’s another post. Once I finally get change and cash the customer out, I hand him his change, and he goes:

Customer: Sorry, I would have broken this somewhere else if I knew you had to wait…

Me (thinking): No. No you wouldn’t have. You’re just a horrible person who carries around a 100 dollar bill for no reason.