The Crap to eat at a Golden Place

Eggs that were once yellow and now have turned black from sitting for too long have to be pulled out of a clogged drain with the bare hands of an employee because managers refuse to do it. Garbage piles that are taller than me waiting to be taken outside, while they wait, the small festers. Cleaning out traps of grease that, from its 12 hours of sitting, has turned to a gooey mess that looks more like vomit then burger grease. Other jobs consist of pulling over-filled garbage bags out of garbage can up my chest. These are all jobs I get to do when I first walk into McDonalds. Those are the more glamorous cleaning jobs. There is also cleaning behind the grill, which is when the crew people find everything we’ve lost in the last four months, such as Fillet, Nuggets, Regular Sized Meat or cleaning out the shake Machine where you get pull out all the rotten ice cream from the week. There are two worst jobs. These are jobs people flip coins for. Our sink, throughout the months collect waste from the expired food left in the dished. It all collects in one small box beneath the sink. The job of the person stuck with the job gets to pull out the waste with their bare hands and throw it into the garbage. The other worst job is taking the 20 gallon grease bucket that has two days worth of settled out back and dumping it into a tall dumpster. People regularly drop the 20 gallons of grease all over themselves.
After dealing with the garbage in the back we get to deal with the garbage upfront from the “lovely” customers. “Just because I am wearing the Golden Arches, doesn’t mean I care.”