Fast Food my nuggets!

[Onhell]

Ok, so I need to vent a bit. Saturdays I work a 10 hour shift and I don't get a lunch break. I know I know, "By law your employer is required to give you blha blah blah." Well they don't. At any rate I simply bring my own lunch from home, but more often than not, I either forget, don't have anything to make myself lunch with or I simply am to lazy to make myself something. Today was one of those days I didn't have anything to make myself lunch with so I asked the managers if it was cool to leave for a bit to get some food. After they give me the ok I'm wondering where to go. My first thought was Arby's given I try to stay away from McDonald's for reasons I have come to forget, but the aversion is still there. Then I remembered Arby's sandwiches rarely fill me up, so Wendy's was next on my list since I rarely go there and thought I'd give it a shot, but it was a couple of blocks away and I had to be in and out. So... *sigh* as a last resort I went to Mickey D's as it was the closest and I needed to head back to work. I get there and there is a line from the counter to Nogales because the geniuses only have one cash register open. I counted easily 8 people behind the counter and I know there are more back there somewhere and they are all scurrying around like chickens with their heads chopped off and for the life of me I can't see why ONE of them can't get on one of the TWO vacan registers.
  There were two older ladies in front of me with their grandchildren I guess and I kid you not, from the moment I got their until it was their turn to ordered they debated on what to order. "We should get no onions and no mayo because billy doesn't like it." "but should we get that for everybody?" "hmm I don't know, do you want to?" AAAAARRRRGGHHH!!! Even AFTER they place the order they are still wondering if they ordered correctly. I just thought: I should have gone to Arby's. So 5 minutes after I arrive (that's like a year in fast food time) my time to order, I just shoot my order at the dude with the nerdy do and glasses and just punches the color coded bottons.
  So I finally get my food and I go to my car thinking the ordeal is over, but no, some stupid pedestrian decided to add to my hungry frustrations. I'm driving off the parking lot when I notice this guy looking at the floor (guess his mother never taught him to look both ways) so I slow down, he looks up and stops, so I hit the gas again and just then the moron decides to start walking again! So I slow down again and he stops! You can probably guess what happened next, I accelerate and he starts walking again WTF! W...T...F!? finally I decided I could care less about his fate and kept driving almost running over his toes (so looking back I know I was the asshole, don't fuck with me when I'm hungry!).
  I make it back to my office sit down and start eating my fries when I notice that some jack ass pulled up a gay porn site on my browser.... I should have gone to Arby's.

 

[SneakySneaky]

Wow,  that's a shitty day.  Quite funny for the reader though  (don't get me wrong,  no bad intentions).  Yeah I guess we all get this kind of day...  Haven't had any that was that bad though 

 

[Genghis Khan]

At any rate I simply bring my own lunch from home, but more often than not, I either forget, don't have anything to make myself lunch with or I simply am to lazy to make myself something.

  So I finally get my food and I go to my car thinking the ordeal is over, but no, some stupid pedestrian decided to add to my hungry frustrations. I'm driving off the parking lot when I notice this guy looking at the floor (guess his mother never taught him to look both ways) so I slow down, he looks up and stops, so I hit the gas again and just then the moron decides to start walking again! So I slow down again and he stops! You can probably guess what happened next, I accelerate and he starts walking again WTF! W...T...F!? finally I decided I could care less about his fate and kept driving almost running over his toes (so looking back I know I was the asshole, don't fuck with me when I'm hungry!).

Both of those situations happen to me all the time.

 

[SinisterMinisterX]

...they are all scurrying around like chickens with their heads chopped off and for the life of me I can't see why ONE of them can't get on one of the TWO vacan registers...

Having worked at a McDonalds 20 years ago, I have an idea why. Granted, McD's procedures may have changed in the last 20 years ... but I doubt that in this respect, they have changed much (if at all).

Those vacant registers almost certainly had no cash drawers in them. Managers are supposed to keep the cash out of inactive registers, and the register won't work without cash. To open up a register, the manager has to count the cash in a drawer, then put the drawer in the machine and turn it on. If the manager doesn't do that, the rest of the chickens can't do shit.

So while I understand your frustration, you are placing the blame on the wrong people. The blame lies solely on the manager for bad management. Those chickens may not have been helping any, but there's only so much they can do.

Next time it happens, find the manager and complain. It won't get shit done, but it might make you feel better.

 

[Genghis Khan]

This reminds me of my time working in Tim Horton's.  SMX and Onhell, you guys may not know (or you may), but northern USA states and Canada are full of these donut-coffee and more recently soup and sandwich chains.  (By the way, the original store was opened in my home town of Hamilton, ON).

We had, and probably still do, similarly stupid rules within the store.  We had to count our own cash to place into registers and no one may have used another person's register.  This was of course instituted[sub]1[/sub] to ensure theft did not occur.  However, this caused problems with customer service, mainly due to slow speed of service.  Since we all received two 15 minute breaks within four and a half hours of work and up to eight, the registers would constantly change.  So if Joe Shmoe came to replace Sally Smally he'd have to bring his register, stand over Sally as she'd serve her last customer.  She'd politely tell the next person in line to wait a bit.  This procedure could take under 30 seconds with experienced staff members, but the newbies would always screw something up and the register would do a number of things: either get stuck, the name on the till would not be changed so the previous person would be short-changed, the newbies would forget their code, etc.  You should have seen the expression on the faces of the customers who were told that they cannot be served because the newbie "forgot my code".  Oh, the joy and the sheer entertainment this brought to someone who simply could not give a fuck.      [sub]2[/sub]  The customers would always suffer the most.  I felt bad for them, if I was the one who just left them to the mercy of the newbies noobocity.  I know I'd be pretty annoyed at this sort of lousy service.  They must have thought that the employees were the dumbest bunch of headless chickens ever!  Yet, the store continues to do well.  Lucky for Tim Horton's that Canadians are loyal sheep and we love our patriotic coffee and apple fritters.  The main brainchild behind the cash/register decisons was not the manager but the general manager of several stores.  The idea was well-thought out, from a corporate point of view, but the high turn-over rate at fast food joints, makes it hard to teach every newbie every week on basics of cash, registry, etc.  The fun part was staying after work and counting you till.  Yay!

(Don't even ask what happened if one of the employees on register duty had to go and use the washroom).

[sub]1[/sub] An appropriate term, I think. 
[sub]2[/sub] Unfortunately, that was not me if I was involved in the equation. 

EDIT: Ah!  This brought back memories!  It is great to laught at stuff that happened long ago.  It may not have been so funny then, but now... it is absolutely hilarious. 

 

[Anonymous]

This reminds me of my time working in Tim Horton's.  SMX and Onhell, you guys may not know (or you may), but northern USA states and Canada are full of these donut-coffee and more recently soup and sandwich chains.  (By the way, the original store was opened in my home town of Hamilton, ON).

You're making me kinda homesick there... 

 

[Genghis Khan]

How so?

 

[Anonymous]

I spent three (mostly) happy childhood years in London, ON.

 

[Onhell]

This reminds me of my time working in Tim Horton's.  SMX and Onhell, you guys may not know (or you may), but northern USA states and Canada are full of these donut-coffee and more recently soup and sandwich chains.  (By the way, the original store was opened in my home town of Hamilton, ON).

Oh the stories I have from working at the AM/PM ARCO (gas station)... hehe hilarious memories.

 

[Genghis Khan]

I spent three (mostly) happy childhood years in London, ON.

I had no idea.  I must say I'm surprised.  I don't know why, I just am.

Oh the stories I have from working at the AM/PM ARCO (gas station)... hehe hilarious memories.

Do tell.  I love funny stories from previous jobs.

 

[Onhell]

Gees where to start.

  Here's one, Since I was only available during weekend because of school I was usually on the back-up register meaning I only came on if there was a line of 4 or more people (You hear that McDonald's?!) the rest of the time I'd be stocking the coolers, "cooking" the "food", cleaning bathrooms, etc. One of the many duties was to empty the trashcans outside by the pumps. Some people have weird eating habits like... not finishing their food and/or drinks. Most of this trash was unfinished hot dogs and sodas which are nothing more than sugar. Because of this swarms of bees would hang out by the trashcans happily getting high on this shit. And of course I had to fend them off to change the bag. So you can imagine, I am swating at them to get them away or ducking and swerving to avoid getting stung. HOWEVER, the people pumping gas two columns down can't see the bees, all they see is one of the gas attendants having what appears to be a seizure as he flails away at nothing. I caught one of them giving me a puzzled look as if wondering, "what kind of nut jobs do they hire here?"