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I work at McDonald's |
NOTE: I originally posted this to my Myspace on July 24, 2008. I
figured I'd post it here, too. Moght get OKC off my back about my
50% profile...
I have recently come to the conclusion that I work at the McDonald's of the Moving-And-Storage industry. Workers are hired on at as small a wage as possible, for part time only. There's benefits if you want to pay for them, no Union, no breaks to speak of. If you want to be paid to be sick or take time off, you have to be full-time. This means making the big break into Manager or the psuedo-existant position of assistant manager. However, I've seen what this has done to my boss, and it isn't worth any amount of money. Policies and even the layout of our showroom are dictated by people over two thousand miles away who have only set foot in the place on brief whirlwind tours of the area. They don't care about our working environment, or our comfort, or our input. They know how to do things Better than we ever could. Because this will make them more money. We are supposed to serve the Customer, but the suits would rather 'To Serve Man'. Granted, most of our customers are not the cream of society, or sometimes even mankind. Often they'd rather walk all over us then be courteous, polite, or understanding. Like the Suits, they want what they want. And Like the Suits, they will use us to get it.
Recently, the company took away a peice of equipment from us. It's a point-of-sale credit card reader for sales at the pump. We weren't using it to make the 80% of our sales that they require. A closer look would show that use of the device was near 100%. What the Suits don't realize is that most of our customers pay cash. So, we used the handy little widget to print off a slip to be taken inside to pay with. It was quick and convenient. But the Suits didn't like the cost. This is another example of a very distant Company who has no idea what's going on with their People, the ones who make the money for them.
My job consists of this: working part time for little pay, during my most productive hours of the day, serving a mediocre product from a warming tray to an indifferent public, passing the money to an indifferent employer. Scratch that- the employer is not indifferent, they want us to make money for them. Is there room in the workplace for Life or the Soul? It doesn't look that way. They will fire us for whatever reason they deem necessary, and like McDonald's, there are countless others willing to step up and take the small wage for the small job. We are disposable.
I hope to write a sort of part 2 to this, there are things that I'd like to cover that overlap this, but isn't what I originally intended to write.
I have recently come to the conclusion that I work at the McDonald's of the Moving-And-Storage industry. Workers are hired on at as small a wage as possible, for part time only. There's benefits if you want to pay for them, no Union, no breaks to speak of. If you want to be paid to be sick or take time off, you have to be full-time. This means making the big break into Manager or the psuedo-existant position of assistant manager. However, I've seen what this has done to my boss, and it isn't worth any amount of money. Policies and even the layout of our showroom are dictated by people over two thousand miles away who have only set foot in the place on brief whirlwind tours of the area. They don't care about our working environment, or our comfort, or our input. They know how to do things Better than we ever could. Because this will make them more money. We are supposed to serve the Customer, but the suits would rather 'To Serve Man'. Granted, most of our customers are not the cream of society, or sometimes even mankind. Often they'd rather walk all over us then be courteous, polite, or understanding. Like the Suits, they want what they want. And Like the Suits, they will use us to get it.
Recently, the company took away a peice of equipment from us. It's a point-of-sale credit card reader for sales at the pump. We weren't using it to make the 80% of our sales that they require. A closer look would show that use of the device was near 100%. What the Suits don't realize is that most of our customers pay cash. So, we used the handy little widget to print off a slip to be taken inside to pay with. It was quick and convenient. But the Suits didn't like the cost. This is another example of a very distant Company who has no idea what's going on with their People, the ones who make the money for them.
My job consists of this: working part time for little pay, during my most productive hours of the day, serving a mediocre product from a warming tray to an indifferent public, passing the money to an indifferent employer. Scratch that- the employer is not indifferent, they want us to make money for them. Is there room in the workplace for Life or the Soul? It doesn't look that way. They will fire us for whatever reason they deem necessary, and like McDonald's, there are countless others willing to step up and take the small wage for the small job. We are disposable.
I hope to write a sort of part 2 to this, there are things that I'd like to cover that overlap this, but isn't what I originally intended to write.
