Oh boy! Oh boy!
I don’t know how it is in all fast food places, but locally, most hire A: school kids who shake my confidence in the State Public Education, C: minorities in high numbers.
I go into 1 of 2 Taco Bells to buy their cardboard taco’s with two tiny bits of tomato on them (unlike their display pictures) now that they ran Taco Viva (an excellent taco place) out of business. Usually I eat after the savage lunch rush and get treated to the 98% all Black staff A: loudly discussing their love lives, B: playing loud rap music over the store system, C: leaning out of the drive through and talking at great length to girl or boy friends, D: letting the work know whose ass they’re gonna kick and E: going to the register to take my order and looking and acting like they’re stoned.
I go to KFC and find a 65% Black staff, but with no rap music, White girls usually young, usually tubby, usually not even close to looking pretty or even intelligent, and get to listen to them all jabbering on about their love lives. (What ever happened to being somewhat quiet while customers are eating?) They – Black and White – even pay attention to and shout back at the conversation in the kitchen while they clean up the tables!!
I hit McD’s around 10 to get a sausage egg, hash browns and coffee. Two Black girls are at the counter, looking confused, stupid or pissed. One is at the drive through, looking pissed, several are roaming around the fryer, grinning and joking and not doing much, a couple more are assembling orders, looking over worked. The White manager is off to one side, watching and looking like he is the 4th generation of inbreeding. The floor behind the counter is a vast wasteland of wrappers, fries, straws, napkins, and dirt. Some Black guy is out among the seats, looking bored and just kind of stirring the dirt around with a mop and not trying real hard to actually clean anything.
By the time I manage to get through the crowd of delayed and now pissed off customers, sweep the cold fries off of the counter before me, try not to put my hands in the ketchup smear, and have my order all set, it is 10:30. I order and am told that breakfast is OVER and that I CANNOT GET SAUSAGE BISCUIT AND HASH BROWNS AFTER 10:30!! I look at the clock. It clicks to 10:31. All around me I hear growls of anger from other pissed off customers.
I leave. I stupidly tried this 4 times with the same responses (actually, I arrive twice in time to get in line just as they said breakfast was over) before I stopped going there.
One time I went to a fast food place, a new KFC and the pert Black girl ACTUALLY LOOKED AT ME WITH AWARENESS and took my order, was sweet, pleasant and cheerful and I almost forgot to pay, I was so stunned! The place was CLEAN and no loud rap music boomed from the speakers and later, a White girl came out to industriously clean the tables, ASKED ME IF EVERYTHING WAS OK, and did not yell back into the kitchen with comments concerning whatever was going on in there! I did not get bored by listening to anyone’s tales about their love life!
Some mornings, it’s just not worth chewing through the leather straps.