On a hard day at McDonald’s (I know because I work there) it is because of sports. Simply said, not simply done. Our shifts begin before the sun rises where we believe we will have a slow day. The next chance we have to look at the clock, it is now two in the afternoon and the shift is thankfully over. You then proceed to rush out as fast as you can as to not be called back to take orders or hand food out the window. So, thank you sports, for loving McDonald’s enough to go there every Saturday before and after your games. You keep us in business.
okay enough sarcasm.
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