So I haven't done a post about work in a while...because frankly its draining to rehash it, but I just had to share about today.
Today at work, a new phrase was invented to talk about people who work at mcdonalds. FT. FT stands for F*** Tard. Thank you Ashley my manager. That just makes us feel so much better about ourselves. Because we didn't already feel like losers since we work at MCDONALDS. *** really i think this is brilliant, I just hate that I'm an FT.
Today at work, we had a steady stream of people from 1230- well idk I left at 430 and it was still strong. I was supposed to be off at 4. Such is life at McDonalds. At least I earned back what I lost for taking a break.
Today at work, the milkshake machine spat at us. Literally it urped on us. And all of the vanilla was yellow. Not WHITE like its supposed to be, but YELLOW. And not a pretty yellow, it was a pee yellow. It wasn't because it was bad, it was because it let too much vanilla flavoring into the line and lets just say it was concentrated.
Today at work I worked front line. Which is where you take the money from people who walk in. Thats all I did. I took money. Smiled. Said good bye. Said good bye again when people stood there and stared at me for not getting their food. Yelled "Can I help anyone???" When nobody moved. And let me tell you, no body moved.
So this was my day...it sucked. But now I'm going to try to forget about it and move on. Try.