Customers gather and my shift begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my work station. I am the cashier in the darkness. I am the washer on the walls. I am the grease that burns against the skin, the shield that guards the riches of managers. I pledge my life and honor to the Night shift, for this night and all the nights to come.
WE ARE WE ARE WALMART DUM DUM DSHH DUM DUM DSHH WE ARE WE ARE WALMART DUM DUM DSHH DUM DUM DSHH
Lucas Lopez
in all seriousness, I will never understanding why anyone would every work in a fast food joint when you can be a busser in any decent restaurant and clear 49 k annually.
Literally the lowest paid employee in any dine dining place makes double what you can in a fast food restaurant.