My experience at Mcdonalds aka the worst ive ever been treated at any legit legal type of job
I cut the names from my story so I replaced the names with letters.
My experience at Mcdonalds was rather shortlived I was there roughly 4 months and that was enough to tell me that I didn't want to spend anymore time there. To be honest I didn't really want to work there in the first place but I was in dire need of a job. I needed money badly. McDonalds got back to me the quickest and offered me a job and I gladly accepted it. I was warned from friends that it was going to suck because they worked there in the past but I was determined to make the most of it. During oreintation I was determined to rise through the ranks. I wanted to be a manager and rise even further than that. Afterall I was promised a mananger position after 90 days if I did well enough. I wanted to prove to myself that there is money in this job and that I want to stay here and rise. Maybe that was just the propaganda speaking designed to fire up the new hires but I seriously drank that koolaid. My first week there was great. Everyone seemed nice and it seemed like a place I could really grow and learn. My friends told me that's great and all but it will change and I will see soon enough. I thought they were full of it that was until he came. I heard through the grapevine that we were getting a new GM. I found out via a maintenance guy from another store who was for some reason filling in at our store. He told me the guy was tough and that many people here would not make it. He specifically mentioned an older lady I worked with. She was cool I miss her and I hope she's doing ok. There are a few people I miss and wonder if they are doing ok and if they are still there. Anyway I was nervous and wasn't really sure what to expect. When he first came I thought he seemed ok. I didn't mind structure and law and order as it kept things from going off the rails. In fact I thought I was going to like the guy a lot when he let me go do dishes after being overwhelmed on lunch grill. I thought cool this guy gets it and I went up later on and thanked him for that. I was disappointed later on when he began to treat me poorly. Listed below are the reasons leading up to why I left:
1) My break purposely got skipped. One day I didn't recieve my break and I asked about it with one manager and she said oh in a bit you can go. Great! I waited and waited and by this point we were nearly 7 hours into the end of an 8 hour day. My throat was so dry and sore it was hard for me to breathe and talk with the mask on as I needed water bad. I was on fries and dying. I had enough of waiting around and asked R when my break would be. She said nobody is really getting one as we are short staffed. She said I only had about 1.5 hours left and could have one if I really wanted it. I said yes I do want it. The way she said it was with a "really" tone of voice. I don't care if we are understaffed if you work over 6 hours everyone is meant to get a 30 minute break. I wanted that break I worked for. After that I always got my break. Sometimes I got it stupidly early like not even 2 hours into my shift sometimes but I got it. If you don't speak up and make some noise you will get walked over.
2) Shitty comments from some of the managers were annoying. There was this one mananger named J who was shitty to me because i didn't get my own tea for break. I didn't know I could get a tea myself as I was off the clock. She handed it to me and said here you go Mira here's your tea because god forbid you get it yourself. WTF.
There was another instance with another manager named S who yelled at me for looking at the roster to see who I was working with that day. She caught me looking and yelled at me in front of everyone for looking at it. She said ok everyone don't look at this because this if for managers only. The thing is other people looked at it all the time but nobody else got yelled at just me. I was mad over that.
There was this other manager named X who was anything but sunshine. She was mean and nasty and was always bossing me around to do stuff. Wipe this down. Wipe that down. Clean this and clean that. She basically growled at me like a demon one day because I asked if this sausage was well done enough for some lady. She said no to put it back down. I couldn't hear her and she said it again but growled it out like she was about to smack me. She wasn't all bad as she did show me how to do some stuff properly but I did dread working with her.
This other manager N was always going off on me about the eggs saying they were orange and not yellow. I get that food saftey is your thing but my eggs looked just like yours so why am I being nitpicked. I heard her go over to another manager and she began shit talking me about how I've been told many times about the eggs and I'm still not doing it right. I went up to her and said I wasn't properly shown how to do it and if she wouldn't mind showing me how. That solved that problem. She also gave me shit one day because I made too many MCGriddles. I'm sorry but we kept running out and they take 6 minutes to bake. Excuse me for trying to stay ahead of the game so we aren't waiting on everything. I understand food waste is a thing but having a little extra waste versus customers constantly waiting on product isn't the end of the world. She would stress herself out over the dumbest stuff and take it out on everyone else.
then there was this girl named D. She wasn't all bad but after awhile she started to piss me off. I was often on fries and I struggled with it sometimes because as soon as I had them coming and was on top of my game I was given a bag to go run it out to a car. I kept getting taken off and off and off to go run food which made me get behind on fries and here I was getting yelled at for a wait on fries. well if you left me alone long enough to build enough up there wouldn't be this problem. I was nitpicked on not pulling them up fast enough but I got yelled at for pulling them up a few seconds early. R always pulled them early and didn't drain them but that was fine. I got yelled at for not filling them up right. Well I wasn't trained so what do you expect honestly. Then I kept getting yelled at for filling the smalls up too much and then when I filled them with the lesser amount I was told they were too under by someone else. Ok so who to listen to here I'm being told different things by different people. I actually cried one day because I couldn't take it anymore. D kept telling me to not run out of fries and to not have a wait and kept hounding me and hounding me and I had enough and walked off to the back. I was actually going to walk out that day but surprisingly GM and r came to the rescue. I told them what went on and GM actually had my back on this and made her stop. R actually admitted that she knows I can't keep up because I keep getting pulled to run food. If I run food then someone else needs to be over there dropping baskets and filling the boxes. The system is broken but nobody wants to acknowledge the problem and just want to blame the poor soul on fries.
3) Grill was another reason I wanted to quit. The kitchen doesn't have air for some reason just a couple of old fans and I couldn't breathe in that heat. I loved breakfast grill but lunch grill was made hard because of GM. We weren't allowed to have drinks of any kind not even water over in the grill area. It was well over 90 degrees over there and we should be allowed to have something because the amount of times I wanted to pass out was high. LIke I said breakfast grill was my shit I was the best at it but lunch grill was fine until things got crazy. I hated when GM was on table because he was always yelling at me over something. I was always good about scraping down the grill but he would always be on my ass about that. I know what I have to do give me a second to do it. He was also on my ass about how many burgers went into the tray. When I started we were doing 16 per tray and I saw everyone else doing that so I followed the lead. He saw me doing that and yelled at me saying only 8 should be put in the tray at a time. I'm sorry I didn't know because everyone else was doing it differently. 8 per tray makes sense when it's a slower period so they don't dry out but during a busy period it doesn't make sense as we go through them too fast. Then you get upset when there is a wait? What do you expect I'm one person over here trying to keep up. The quarter pounders are made to order and when you hear the cowbell that means to drop a quarter patty. Sometimes I was scooping up reg meat off the grill when that noise when off. He would yell quarter sold quarter sold and would repeat it as if I was deaf until I dropped it. I know it was sold I have ears that work but I don't want this to burn either. He yelled at me for thunking the nugget basket trying to get the stuck nuggets out of the basket. Others did it too and you don't target them but me? Why always me? How else am I supposed to get them out if I can't thunk it some to loosen them up? The way he would speak to you on grill and just harass you for every little thing gave me bad anxiety whenever I saw him on table when I was over there. I always prayed that W the other grill guy would come save me so I didn't have to deal with this treatment. I got made fun of for being anxious and for having an anxiety attack and was told it was just burgers and fries. So you can't keep up with burgers and fries? It's not about keeping up it's about how you treat me and talk to me. If you didn't give me such bad anxiety I could do well over here on lunch. I did do well over there when he wasn't around to make me feel that way. One day it got so bad he told me to go home and then he changed his mind after I got done stocking and made me go just on the fryers for chicken and fish. Listen if it's busy as hell over there maybe have two grill people instead of one. You'll get better results and minimal wait times but noooooo don't listen to me because like I said the system was broken and it was all my fault for being an undertrained failure. We actually lost a lot of grill people in the afternoon because of him and the way he speaks to the grill workers. He treated the kitchen people like pure dog shit while the service people didn't get it as badly.
4) The way GM would treat others was appaling to say the least. I know I got treated poorly but I've seen others get it bad too which upset me quite a bit. He treated S and j like crap the morning managers. Sam got assaulted by another worker and was made to stay and work while the area supervisor heather said to go home as she was more important than the store was. I didn't mind h she was strict but she did teach me a lot. I just wish she knew what kind of person GM really was. He treated the grill employees like pure shit I should know because I was a grill person. I was one of the only women on grill which was weird as it was mainly a male position but whatever. He yelled at B for something and told her that if she can't communicate then she shouldn't work here. He treated this indian girl Z like shit a lot. R pretty much treated her like crap too which was weird because Z was so nice and was a good worker. There was this new guy who started and apparently he had worked at mcdonalds in the past. According to another coworker who was in oreintation with him he was autistic and his mom was with him helping him in the room. Well he was thrown on grill and was struggling. I was on fries so I didn't get to see what happened but I could hear it go down. At some point he was touching meat without the blue gloves on which is a big no no and he shouted at the guy asking him what was wrong with him and why was he doing that. He had another guy F go over to grill to help catch up and help him out. I guess things still weren't working out and in front of everyone GM asked are you sure you worked at mcdonalds before because i don't think you did. He told the guy to go home and I heard he was fired on the spot. He made light of it the next day to me which I thought was rather unprofessional. I guess he got told that the guy was autistic and GM said well nobody told me. Thing is he doesn't have to tell you about his disability. I highly doubt him telling you would have made you treat him any better you probably would have treated him worse. Many of us were shocked to hear all that and were up in arms about it. We agreed that it was handled all wrong and that he should have been tried out in other positions before just letting him go like that. That could have been a huge lawsuit and I had honestly hoped it would have became one because that guy didn't deserve that.
5) The unprofessionalism was ridiculous to me especially from management. The gossiping and highschool antics were just stupid. GM was the worst for it. He was some overweight gay black man with man boobs who had a major attitude problem. He was over the top for no reason and his so called jokes were often mean spirited and hurtful. If you didn't kiss his feet or were the same color as him your life was gonna suck and mine did. He heavily favored the black employees except for W and the guy who got fired in front of everyone and treated me and everyone else like trash. The only two asian employees myself included got it the worst.It was very clear and you'd be blind to not see the racism going on in the store. He could have tea on the table and other black workers could do the same or be on their phones but if someone else who wasn't black did those things he was on them like mac on cheese. He would carry on and act like a fool and they'd play inappropriate music loudly to the point you can't hear the customers or one another and it was just not appropriate. I expect a level of professionalism in the workplace. I don't care if it's McDonalds or a bank I expect professionalism. You can have fun at work but this is unacceptable.
Needless to say I tried quitting once before but was stopped and talked into staying and I did for awhile longer. Eventually between my new job at Chick Fil A and McDonalds I was being stretched to my limits and was too tired to function. I was sick of McDonalds and just wanted out completely. I handed in my notice again and on my last day I was sent home a hour early I was freed. I was told to enjoy life and I walked out feeling lighter and younger. It felt good to get out. I haven't gone back and I don't plan on it. My time spent there was more than enough for me. I was treated poorly and I don't reccomend it to anyone to work there. Too many power trippers and too much headache for what the job is worth.
My experience at Mcdonalds was rather shortlived I was there roughly 4 months and that was enough to tell me that I didn't want to spend anymore time there. To be honest I didn't really want to work there in the first place but I was in dire need of a job. I needed money badly. McDonalds got back to me the quickest and offered me a job and I gladly accepted it. I was warned from friends that it was going to suck because they worked there in the past but I was determined to make the most of it. During oreintation I was determined to rise through the ranks. I wanted to be a manager and rise even further than that. Afterall I was promised a mananger position after 90 days if I did well enough. I wanted to prove to myself that there is money in this job and that I want to stay here and rise. Maybe that was just the propaganda speaking designed to fire up the new hires but I seriously drank that koolaid. My first week there was great. Everyone seemed nice and it seemed like a place I could really grow and learn. My friends told me that's great and all but it will change and I will see soon enough. I thought they were full of it that was until he came. I heard through the grapevine that we were getting a new GM. I found out via a maintenance guy from another store who was for some reason filling in at our store. He told me the guy was tough and that many people here would not make it. He specifically mentioned an older lady I worked with. She was cool I miss her and I hope she's doing ok. There are a few people I miss and wonder if they are doing ok and if they are still there. Anyway I was nervous and wasn't really sure what to expect. When he first came I thought he seemed ok. I didn't mind structure and law and order as it kept things from going off the rails. In fact I thought I was going to like the guy a lot when he let me go do dishes after being overwhelmed on lunch grill. I thought cool this guy gets it and I went up later on and thanked him for that. I was disappointed later on when he began to treat me poorly. Listed below are the reasons leading up to why I left:
1) My break purposely got skipped. One day I didn't recieve my break and I asked about it with one manager and she said oh in a bit you can go. Great! I waited and waited and by this point we were nearly 7 hours into the end of an 8 hour day. My throat was so dry and sore it was hard for me to breathe and talk with the mask on as I needed water bad. I was on fries and dying. I had enough of waiting around and asked R when my break would be. She said nobody is really getting one as we are short staffed. She said I only had about 1.5 hours left and could have one if I really wanted it. I said yes I do want it. The way she said it was with a "really" tone of voice. I don't care if we are understaffed if you work over 6 hours everyone is meant to get a 30 minute break. I wanted that break I worked for. After that I always got my break. Sometimes I got it stupidly early like not even 2 hours into my shift sometimes but I got it. If you don't speak up and make some noise you will get walked over.
2) Shitty comments from some of the managers were annoying. There was this one mananger named J who was shitty to me because i didn't get my own tea for break. I didn't know I could get a tea myself as I was off the clock. She handed it to me and said here you go Mira here's your tea because god forbid you get it yourself. WTF.
There was another instance with another manager named S who yelled at me for looking at the roster to see who I was working with that day. She caught me looking and yelled at me in front of everyone for looking at it. She said ok everyone don't look at this because this if for managers only. The thing is other people looked at it all the time but nobody else got yelled at just me. I was mad over that.
There was this other manager named X who was anything but sunshine. She was mean and nasty and was always bossing me around to do stuff. Wipe this down. Wipe that down. Clean this and clean that. She basically growled at me like a demon one day because I asked if this sausage was well done enough for some lady. She said no to put it back down. I couldn't hear her and she said it again but growled it out like she was about to smack me. She wasn't all bad as she did show me how to do some stuff properly but I did dread working with her.
This other manager N was always going off on me about the eggs saying they were orange and not yellow. I get that food saftey is your thing but my eggs looked just like yours so why am I being nitpicked. I heard her go over to another manager and she began shit talking me about how I've been told many times about the eggs and I'm still not doing it right. I went up to her and said I wasn't properly shown how to do it and if she wouldn't mind showing me how. That solved that problem. She also gave me shit one day because I made too many MCGriddles. I'm sorry but we kept running out and they take 6 minutes to bake. Excuse me for trying to stay ahead of the game so we aren't waiting on everything. I understand food waste is a thing but having a little extra waste versus customers constantly waiting on product isn't the end of the world. She would stress herself out over the dumbest stuff and take it out on everyone else.
then there was this girl named D. She wasn't all bad but after awhile she started to piss me off. I was often on fries and I struggled with it sometimes because as soon as I had them coming and was on top of my game I was given a bag to go run it out to a car. I kept getting taken off and off and off to go run food which made me get behind on fries and here I was getting yelled at for a wait on fries. well if you left me alone long enough to build enough up there wouldn't be this problem. I was nitpicked on not pulling them up fast enough but I got yelled at for pulling them up a few seconds early. R always pulled them early and didn't drain them but that was fine. I got yelled at for not filling them up right. Well I wasn't trained so what do you expect honestly. Then I kept getting yelled at for filling the smalls up too much and then when I filled them with the lesser amount I was told they were too under by someone else. Ok so who to listen to here I'm being told different things by different people. I actually cried one day because I couldn't take it anymore. D kept telling me to not run out of fries and to not have a wait and kept hounding me and hounding me and I had enough and walked off to the back. I was actually going to walk out that day but surprisingly GM and r came to the rescue. I told them what went on and GM actually had my back on this and made her stop. R actually admitted that she knows I can't keep up because I keep getting pulled to run food. If I run food then someone else needs to be over there dropping baskets and filling the boxes. The system is broken but nobody wants to acknowledge the problem and just want to blame the poor soul on fries.
3) Grill was another reason I wanted to quit. The kitchen doesn't have air for some reason just a couple of old fans and I couldn't breathe in that heat. I loved breakfast grill but lunch grill was made hard because of GM. We weren't allowed to have drinks of any kind not even water over in the grill area. It was well over 90 degrees over there and we should be allowed to have something because the amount of times I wanted to pass out was high. LIke I said breakfast grill was my shit I was the best at it but lunch grill was fine until things got crazy. I hated when GM was on table because he was always yelling at me over something. I was always good about scraping down the grill but he would always be on my ass about that. I know what I have to do give me a second to do it. He was also on my ass about how many burgers went into the tray. When I started we were doing 16 per tray and I saw everyone else doing that so I followed the lead. He saw me doing that and yelled at me saying only 8 should be put in the tray at a time. I'm sorry I didn't know because everyone else was doing it differently. 8 per tray makes sense when it's a slower period so they don't dry out but during a busy period it doesn't make sense as we go through them too fast. Then you get upset when there is a wait? What do you expect I'm one person over here trying to keep up. The quarter pounders are made to order and when you hear the cowbell that means to drop a quarter patty. Sometimes I was scooping up reg meat off the grill when that noise when off. He would yell quarter sold quarter sold and would repeat it as if I was deaf until I dropped it. I know it was sold I have ears that work but I don't want this to burn either. He yelled at me for thunking the nugget basket trying to get the stuck nuggets out of the basket. Others did it too and you don't target them but me? Why always me? How else am I supposed to get them out if I can't thunk it some to loosen them up? The way he would speak to you on grill and just harass you for every little thing gave me bad anxiety whenever I saw him on table when I was over there. I always prayed that W the other grill guy would come save me so I didn't have to deal with this treatment. I got made fun of for being anxious and for having an anxiety attack and was told it was just burgers and fries. So you can't keep up with burgers and fries? It's not about keeping up it's about how you treat me and talk to me. If you didn't give me such bad anxiety I could do well over here on lunch. I did do well over there when he wasn't around to make me feel that way. One day it got so bad he told me to go home and then he changed his mind after I got done stocking and made me go just on the fryers for chicken and fish. Listen if it's busy as hell over there maybe have two grill people instead of one. You'll get better results and minimal wait times but noooooo don't listen to me because like I said the system was broken and it was all my fault for being an undertrained failure. We actually lost a lot of grill people in the afternoon because of him and the way he speaks to the grill workers. He treated the kitchen people like pure dog shit while the service people didn't get it as badly.
4) The way GM would treat others was appaling to say the least. I know I got treated poorly but I've seen others get it bad too which upset me quite a bit. He treated S and j like crap the morning managers. Sam got assaulted by another worker and was made to stay and work while the area supervisor heather said to go home as she was more important than the store was. I didn't mind h she was strict but she did teach me a lot. I just wish she knew what kind of person GM really was. He treated the grill employees like pure shit I should know because I was a grill person. I was one of the only women on grill which was weird as it was mainly a male position but whatever. He yelled at B for something and told her that if she can't communicate then she shouldn't work here. He treated this indian girl Z like shit a lot. R pretty much treated her like crap too which was weird because Z was so nice and was a good worker. There was this new guy who started and apparently he had worked at mcdonalds in the past. According to another coworker who was in oreintation with him he was autistic and his mom was with him helping him in the room. Well he was thrown on grill and was struggling. I was on fries so I didn't get to see what happened but I could hear it go down. At some point he was touching meat without the blue gloves on which is a big no no and he shouted at the guy asking him what was wrong with him and why was he doing that. He had another guy F go over to grill to help catch up and help him out. I guess things still weren't working out and in front of everyone GM asked are you sure you worked at mcdonalds before because i don't think you did. He told the guy to go home and I heard he was fired on the spot. He made light of it the next day to me which I thought was rather unprofessional. I guess he got told that the guy was autistic and GM said well nobody told me. Thing is he doesn't have to tell you about his disability. I highly doubt him telling you would have made you treat him any better you probably would have treated him worse. Many of us were shocked to hear all that and were up in arms about it. We agreed that it was handled all wrong and that he should have been tried out in other positions before just letting him go like that. That could have been a huge lawsuit and I had honestly hoped it would have became one because that guy didn't deserve that.
5) The unprofessionalism was ridiculous to me especially from management. The gossiping and highschool antics were just stupid. GM was the worst for it. He was some overweight gay black man with man boobs who had a major attitude problem. He was over the top for no reason and his so called jokes were often mean spirited and hurtful. If you didn't kiss his feet or were the same color as him your life was gonna suck and mine did. He heavily favored the black employees except for W and the guy who got fired in front of everyone and treated me and everyone else like trash. The only two asian employees myself included got it the worst.It was very clear and you'd be blind to not see the racism going on in the store. He could have tea on the table and other black workers could do the same or be on their phones but if someone else who wasn't black did those things he was on them like mac on cheese. He would carry on and act like a fool and they'd play inappropriate music loudly to the point you can't hear the customers or one another and it was just not appropriate. I expect a level of professionalism in the workplace. I don't care if it's McDonalds or a bank I expect professionalism. You can have fun at work but this is unacceptable.
Needless to say I tried quitting once before but was stopped and talked into staying and I did for awhile longer. Eventually between my new job at Chick Fil A and McDonalds I was being stretched to my limits and was too tired to function. I was sick of McDonalds and just wanted out completely. I handed in my notice again and on my last day I was sent home a hour early I was freed. I was told to enjoy life and I walked out feeling lighter and younger. It felt good to get out. I haven't gone back and I don't plan on it. My time spent there was more than enough for me. I was treated poorly and I don't reccomend it to anyone to work there. Too many power trippers and too much headache for what the job is worth.
