Fuck grill.

Grill.

Arguable the worst position at mcdonalds. Oddly enough, most people that make it to this illustrious position are the reason why when you goto mcdonalds and instead of getting 'no onion' you get 'only onion' and for some strange reason, extra extra pickles too.

When someone gets pissed off because their allergic to blah blah blah, but accedentely took a rather large bite out of it, but proceeded to swallow it, before noticing that they -now- taste onion in their mouth, and might die due to (insert bullshititis syndrome with death allergy to onions here) they go back to me, who's normally working front counter, with their complaints and various other screamings and rantings.

Well. Now -im- on grill, normally this would make me happy. Not having to deal with customers the entire night. But its been a few years since I've done grill at mcdees. A long ass time. I don't remember this shit. So instead of coasting through a night of work, fucking with my drunk-ass-hatted customers, I have to actually work.

Fuck mcdonalds.

For cereal