I've worked at McDonald's for a couple months now, and I have disliked this job since the second I put on their stupid uniform.
My feeling of slight disapproval turned into annoyance when I discovered that the majority of the staff didn't know how to speak English, and had no idea how to train me.
That annoyance morphed into anger when they put me in charge of making fries all day, every day.
And my anger turned into pure black hatred when I got locked in their walk-in freezer.
It's lunchtime at the busiest McDonald's in the city. It's around 90 degrees Fahrenheit and I'm working the fryer as usual. 'Working the fryer' consists of stockin