This is my first post so please let me know (nicely!) if I'm complaining about nothing!
I get this every shift as I give people their drinks: "Um, I asked for Fanta (orange soda), not Sprite." Well I actually put into the register what you asked me for, so obviously you've changed your mind in the last 1-2 minutes. However, it's much easier to just get you a Fanta than to explain that.
And it's very hard to know how many apple pies we're going to sell; sometimes none at all during my whole 5-hour shift, other times every second customer wants one. Apple pies cook for 8 minutes I believe, so if there's none in the warmer, that's how long it'll be. Of course if you want me to I'll charge you for it now and you can come back in 8 minutes, if it's not busy I'll even bring it to you. "That long, huh?" is a valid comment. "Eight minutes, wtf, I want one free!" is not.
One more story... I worked a weekend overnight shift a few weeks ago, because we're open 24/7, and apparently it was my turn. So around midnight a group comes in, all couples who order separately and everything was fine except the couple I was serving.
DC = drunk customer (female)
BC = boyfriend of DC
Me = duh.
DC: We were just robbed a knifepoint! Can we get a free meal or something?
Me: Um, I'm sorry, do you want me to get a manger? (I always ask this if I'm not sure what to do.)
BC: (To DC) Why don't you go sit down? (To me) Sorry about that, she's a little crazy. [orders meals, pays, receives food]
DC: [Returns from talking to friends] Um, I was here 1 or 2 days ago and I ordered an apple pie, but I never got it.
Me: Do you want me to get a manager?
DC: Yeah, I want my apple pie!
[I go get J, a manager]
J: What can I help you with?
DC: [Repeats story]
J: I'm sorry, we can't do that now. If you'd asked on the same day, sure, but not a few days after.
BC: Okay, that's fine, we'll pay for one.
Me: So that's $1.95.
DC: This is stupid. [Goes to sit with friends again]
BC: [Pays for and takes apple pie] Sorry about her, she's a little crazy.
Me: No problem, enjoy your night!
The funniest thing was that DC came back over after they'd eaten and, as we were hiring people (there was a poster up), asked if she could have an application. I told her, as the managers said to do, that she could apply online.
DC: What website?
Me: mcdonalds . com . au
DC: Oh, could you write it down for me?
I pretended to look for a pen (the managers hoard them so there were none around), then told her that I didn't have a pen, sorry, it's pretty easy to remember anyway. She left without a fuss.
Another time I'll post about the guys who ask me out or want to "hook up." Most people who ask what time I'm finishing just go on to mention that it's a long shift; only the idiots think I'd want to meet them for coffee after working 11pm-8am.
I get this every shift as I give people their drinks: "Um, I asked for Fanta (orange soda), not Sprite." Well I actually put into the register what you asked me for, so obviously you've changed your mind in the last 1-2 minutes. However, it's much easier to just get you a Fanta than to explain that.
And it's very hard to know how many apple pies we're going to sell; sometimes none at all during my whole 5-hour shift, other times every second customer wants one. Apple pies cook for 8 minutes I believe, so if there's none in the warmer, that's how long it'll be. Of course if you want me to I'll charge you for it now and you can come back in 8 minutes, if it's not busy I'll even bring it to you. "That long, huh?" is a valid comment. "Eight minutes, wtf, I want one free!" is not.
One more story... I worked a weekend overnight shift a few weeks ago, because we're open 24/7, and apparently it was my turn. So around midnight a group comes in, all couples who order separately and everything was fine except the couple I was serving.
DC = drunk customer (female)
BC = boyfriend of DC
Me = duh.
DC: We were just robbed a knifepoint! Can we get a free meal or something?
Me: Um, I'm sorry, do you want me to get a manger? (I always ask this if I'm not sure what to do.)
BC: (To DC) Why don't you go sit down? (To me) Sorry about that, she's a little crazy. [orders meals, pays, receives food]
DC: [Returns from talking to friends] Um, I was here 1 or 2 days ago and I ordered an apple pie, but I never got it.
Me: Do you want me to get a manager?
DC: Yeah, I want my apple pie!
[I go get J, a manager]
J: What can I help you with?
DC: [Repeats story]
J: I'm sorry, we can't do that now. If you'd asked on the same day, sure, but not a few days after.
BC: Okay, that's fine, we'll pay for one.
Me: So that's $1.95.
DC: This is stupid. [Goes to sit with friends again]
BC: [Pays for and takes apple pie] Sorry about her, she's a little crazy.
Me: No problem, enjoy your night!
The funniest thing was that DC came back over after they'd eaten and, as we were hiring people (there was a poster up), asked if she could have an application. I told her, as the managers said to do, that she could apply online.
DC: What website?
Me: mcdonalds . com . au
DC: Oh, could you write it down for me?
I pretended to look for a pen (the managers hoard them so there were none around), then told her that I didn't have a pen, sorry, it's pretty easy to remember anyway. She left without a fuss.
Another time I'll post about the guys who ask me out or want to "hook up." Most people who ask what time I'm finishing just go on to mention that it's a long shift; only the idiots think I'd want to meet them for coffee after working 11pm-8am.
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