Before I got my ever so illustrious job at KFC, I would get mega-pissed off if I had to wait longer than about thirty seconds to get my meal at a fast food restaurant. My thinking was “it’s fast food. I deserve to get it NOW”. The reality is, I have discovered however, more often than not, there is only one person making burgers during extremely busy periods, and when that person is a trainee like me, well, it gets stressful. I now spare a thought for the poor burger-maker, as they likely have numerous burgers to make, and numerous workers all wanting their burger done first. They’ve probably run out of key ingredients, and that damn microwave just won’t hurry up. There’s a fair chance you’ve asked for something toasted, which of course takes extra time, or maybe you’ve asked for a new burger that the person just can’t get right, dammit.
Let me tell you now, when you’re making the burgers, fast food can go very, very slowly.
When I tell people I work at KFC, nine times out of ten, they laugh. I know it’s not the most amazing, or glamorous job, out, but it’s teaching me skills for life. Giving me skills of appreciation. Making me realise just how lucky I am to be bright and be getting an education and have a very large chance at university and a successful career. Because, let me tell you, a lot of my co-workers aren’t as lucky in that aspect. It’s teaching me patience and how to deal in stressful situations, and honestly, who doesn’t want to know how to make a BLATZ burger?
When I go into fast food restaurants now, I spare a thought for the poor workers out the back, and realise with a new understanding just how much work ‘flipping burgers’ really is. Society might scoff at us, but honestly, I think everyone should have to work in fast food at some point. Especially if they come from a well-off family. Office jobs and mixing with the elite is all fine and dandy, but the knowledge that comes with realising that for some people, fast food is their full-time job, is something everyone should have. Even if it is just so you don’t snap at the poor server next time your meal has a delay (I totally haven’t done that before *shifty eyes*).
frangipani princess xoxo