tell me a work horror story.
I'll start.
In 1986, when I was 16, I got a job at a local McDonald's.
There was a guy named George who worked there. He would chew tobacco while grilling the burgers.
I didn't have an issue with it because I used chew as well (I was kinda a hick when I was young).
But, the thing that made this George guy special is that, instead of spitting into a cup like a normal person, he would spit directly onto the grill that he was cooking the burgers on.
He was the most disgusting human being I've ever known.
In 1986, when I was 16, I got a job at a local McDonald's.
There was a guy named George who worked there. He would chew tobacco while grilling the burgers.
I didn't have an issue with it because I used chew as well (I was kinda a hick when I was young).
But, the thing that made this George guy special is that, instead of spitting into a cup like a normal person, he would spit directly onto the grill that he was cooking the burgers on.
He was the most disgusting human being I've ever known.
