Some notes on my last day at McDs:

We were busy. It was like fat people were raping us with their fat.

One of the managers at the Wal-Mart McDs loves closing grill but sucks ass at it. I had to salvage it half way through. (He had come up to the one I work at to bring Chas some paper for the printer at work.)

I had to sweep part of the lot after a bunch of kids left (probably Doucheman's crew). One of the things I swept up was a condom. Fucking in the back lot at a McDonalds...how fucking lame can you get for a sexual experience?