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Big when I was 15 I worked at McDonald’s. I was the muscle. They would have me hike downstairs to the deep freezer to get patties, nuggets, or fries. I would use the conveyer to bring boxes back up top, but it was very slow. The manager was was impatient and would tell me to carry the boxes up the stairs we didn’t have time for the conveyer.
Didnt take long for me to become annoyed and start taking my sweet ass time in the deep freezers. I would sit behind a shelf and if anyone came looking I’d hear the push lock get whacked and I’d stand up with a box in my hands.
plenty of times I was in there 10-15 min and I realized I could smoke a bowl in here and even hide my pipe. At -30 nothing smells. All moisture is crystallized in the air
Safe to say that job didn’t last long anyways. I never should have gave up lawn mowing to “get a real job.” Coming home sweaty with cash in hand is infinitely better then coming home with empty hands smelling like low grade grease.
Didnt take long for me to become annoyed and start taking my sweet ass time in the deep freezers. I would sit behind a shelf and if anyone came looking I’d hear the push lock get whacked and I’d stand up with a box in my hands.
plenty of times I was in there 10-15 min and I realized I could smoke a bowl in here and even hide my pipe. At -30 nothing smells. All moisture is crystallized in the air
Safe to say that job didn’t last long anyways. I never should have gave up lawn mowing to “get a real job.” Coming home sweaty with cash in hand is infinitely better then coming home with empty hands smelling like low grade grease.