Rant in 212 Words

Summer is just around the corner. ‘Tis the season of underpaid mistreated teenager employees! To put it nicely, I would say that working at a fast food restaurant as a teenager is a humbling experience. After doing my share of being screamed at through a 10-inch drive-thru window, I have learned the simple, yet crucial, skills of patience and sympathy when it comes to drive-thru employees.

First of all, there is no point in complaining about the price to the workers. Their job is simply to serve you the food, and I can assure you that these employees had no say in setting those prices, and nor do they care! No matter how high the prices are, those employees are usually paid $7.25 an hour… so it’s not like most of the money is going to them anyway. Secondly, you’d be surprised how many customers have no interest in reading the menu. My mind is not a fast-food algorithm, so don’t start shouting ingredients at me and expect me to decode them to create some specialty item for you. And for goodness sake, turn off your windshield wipers when it’s raining outside. It’s simple, yet so many people don’t do it and every wipe goes directly into the window and all over me.