RHU, I did the unthinkable and re-applied for my old job back at the Golden Arches of Hell.
The job market for legal assistants and clerks is apparently nil here where I live and no one wants to try a recent graduate, so with my little 2 year old boy I need an income.
So here I am back flipping burgers and getting bitched at in drive thru.
Today was the worst, only due to one person in particular.
I'm going to call her Mattel, since her real name is one of their top selling dolls for girls. I've hated her for awhile. She's a middle aged woman with two daughters who work at the Golden Arches as well.
Mattel will give free food to her family at all times, but if I need a discount for my sister to get a hot fudge sundae, she goes all crazy and says, "Only current employees can get a discount!"
That part I'm not complaining about. It's her behavior to me. Every time I have good news and am happy, she has to bring it down.
When I was in my first relationship, one of her daughters had apparently dated my then-boyfriend and she had to tell me about their relationship.
"Oh, she broke his heart! He won't ever marry anyone or settle down because of her!" (so on and so on... she got into dirty details too. Blargh.)
Then when I returned, I announced that I now had a baby boy.
"Oooh! I bet you're not married either."
Me: o.o "Uh. Yeah, I am married."
Her: "Yeah, surrrre."
Even the customer at the window said what she said was inappropriate to me.
Still, I shook it off. I kept working.
Later, it got really busy. I took the money in the back, Mattel was taking orders in the front for drive thru. One order was two mocha cappuccinos, and once the ladies paid, they wanted to buy another.
I was busy ringing in the mocha on the junk new computer we had, when I get Mattel on the headset telling me, "... the next order."
Me: "What was that?"
Mattel: "TAKE THE NEXT ORDER."
Me: "Okay, just a second."
I give the ladies their change when:
Mattel: "WHY HAVEN'T YOU TAKEN THAT ORDER YET??!"
Me: "The car needed an extra drink on their order."
Internally I kept calling her a bitch.
Other than Mattel, I've had a pretty nice transition back into the Golden Arches. The only other problem seems to be that most of the managers forgot that I could do almost every area perfectly well, and they're only putting me in drive thru.
Oh and yes crustys, I KNOW the prices for our hash browns have gone up 50 cents.
This is only one page from the very long multiple choice quiz at McDonald's online application site.
You can't go back a page and I only got the bright idea to take a screen shot at the very end after realizing the questions seemed to lean in a certain psychological direction, and there was no way I could adequately explain what I was seeing.
Fred Meyer's has a similar quiz, but with less confusing choices. They instruct you to 'not spend too long thinking about it' and 'even if you would choose neither, pick the one that you agree with more'.
Exactly what kind of people are they trying to weed out with this quiz?
They definitely try to trip you up a bit because the same questions come up on different pages but with different answer choices attached.
I'm a former McD slave in Australia. I can vouch for the kind of nut-jobs you get through the place.
Our store was open 24-hours and I worked the overnight shift 10pm-6am. Sadly the last time they had to call the cops I missed seeing it.
Apparently there was a punch-up in drive-thru because someone rear-ended the car in front of them. We've had to call the cops heaps of times for drunks tho. Especially the ones that are so smashed they can barely sit upright... let alone steer a vehicle!!
There's a sharp right-angle turn in our drive-thru as it passes round the corner of the building and that proves hard for a lot of people... even the sober ones!!
Our biggest freak-outs used to be about just after midnight because they turn the ice cream and thick shake machine off for cleaning. Crustys can't believe their craving can't be met and that I can't just turn the machine back on.
Come on people! We have to clean the darn thing at some stage... or do you want a dose of salmonella in that sundae?
There was even one nutjob here in Australia about some guy hitting the manager in the face when he threw the EFTPOS machine cos it rejected his card.