Huffington Magazine Issue 91 | Page 31

Voices of a pretty terrible job, one that involves grueling physical labor, rock-bottom pay, miserable working conditions and the feeling like you will never, ever get the smell and feel of grease out of your hair, face or clothing. Of course, I don’t condone giving a customer a receipt that calls them a bitch ass hoe, or says “fuck you,” like another infamous Burger King receipt did recently. Burger King had every right to fire those employees. But I can kind of understand how it happened. In my time working at a Hardee’s in West Columbia, S.C., I personally never dealt much with the customers. I stayed in the back, flipping burgers and frying fries (and chicken patties, and fish filets, and apple pies, all of which went into the same vat of scalding brown grease). But we could all hear the customers loud and clear. Drivethrough orders were broadcast over speakers throughout the store. Jerks at the register were also typically loud enough to be heard all the way back in the kitchen. We could hear when people berated the women who ran the registers. (They were MARK GONGLOFF almost always women, unless they wore a manager’s tie.) Being rude, cursing at them, belittling them, accusing them of getting orders wrong when we could all hear they hadn’t. The people who worked the registers were on the front line of a daily trench war that ended only when the store closed late at night and started over again at the crack of dawn the next day. We were in that war with them, and we partied with them and sometimes dated or married them. When customers were rude to them, everybody took it personally. You might think employees can fight back in these situations, but too often your tip or your manager’s good graces depend on just putting your head down and dealing with whatever cruel thing the customer throws at you. I’m not saying that all fastfood customers behaved badly. Most didn’t. Most people who eat at fast-food or other restaurants treat their servers with something between indifference and grudging politeness. That’s fine. That’s the social compact. Then there are the rare customers who treat their servers like actual human beings, not HUFFINGTON 03.09.14