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If there's already a topic for discussing jobs, just get rid of this one i'm too lazy to look for anything past the third page.
Anyway
I'm employed at the Mickey D's near my house. At 15 i make 50 cents less than minimum wage, and during the school year i can only work 18 hours a week. Not exactly making the big bucks, but money's money. I'm trying to decide if this job is worth it, though. I really fuckin hate my job. Started half a year ago and for the first few months i thought "Eh. It's boring and smells kinda funny but i get paid" Now it's like "Jesus fuckin christ i have to go stand in that grill it's 100 goddamn degrees the kid can't cook for shit all you have to do is press the buttons and turn over the meat it's not fucking hard but he manages to fuck it up everytime he doesn't even clean the thing fuck and then there's always some fucking fat asshole who wants 10 mcdoubles and 15 bigmacs and toss in a couple of them new Angus burgers why don't you you fat fuck."
Bit of a plus side, though. I have finally mastered the art of not paying attention to the time, only looking at the clock when someone asks me to. Now shifts that used to seem twice as long as they were go by in half the time.
Anyway
I'm employed at the Mickey D's near my house. At 15 i make 50 cents less than minimum wage, and during the school year i can only work 18 hours a week. Not exactly making the big bucks, but money's money. I'm trying to decide if this job is worth it, though. I really fuckin hate my job. Started half a year ago and for the first few months i thought "Eh. It's boring and smells kinda funny but i get paid" Now it's like "Jesus fuckin christ i have to go stand in that grill it's 100 goddamn degrees the kid can't cook for shit all you have to do is press the buttons and turn over the meat it's not fucking hard but he manages to fuck it up everytime he doesn't even clean the thing fuck and then there's always some fucking fat asshole who wants 10 mcdoubles and 15 bigmacs and toss in a couple of them new Angus burgers why don't you you fat fuck."
Bit of a plus side, though. I have finally mastered the art of not paying attention to the time, only looking at the clock when someone asks me to. Now shifts that used to seem twice as long as they were go by in half the time.
