Mc Caught

What is this? Tell me?

Now having introduced the main theme, i would care to elaborate... As a trainee, today was in fact my first day at Mc Donald's. It was frightening at first. Really - I was nervous to go into a Mc Donald's with my uniform. But there i was sitting in the crew room with my cute little hat...

Then my training began. I was given a tour of the place - the storage room, the crew room, the kitchen, the cash / drink / ice cream station...

Woah, am i missing something? Oh yes, and of coarse our 1st place customers, of whom, cough, Sarah was part of. I am'nt kidding. What was she doing there - a Limoges girl, in a Mc Rockland? Well, i tried still to concentrate on my trainer, who was explaining something, but I was laughing at this coincidence... First day embarrasement.
Then I see Sarah telling her dad - which was approving me as a responisble hardworking friend (with his little head nod and his whatnot) - and Sarah: you look different with your longer hair, and your face and everything attached. Yes, quite the entertainment.

[For details on my training, read the section below, otherwise, skip to the part that says Nipon]

Now for those curious readers of you, I was showen the lobby, the outside, the grabage place and around e.t.c. Then I did some cleaning around here and around there. Then I got to clean the women's and men's toilets. Yay! Even the urinal. Then i cleaned the outside of the Mc Donalds (for those uneducated of you, it could also be refered to parking lot and drive through, and even the place where old people smoke in the front).

Okay, what was next: a little Mc Quiz by my trainer. After that, we - I - learned how to make beverages and that stuff. (We have the ice account for most of your beverage). I was taugh how to brew coffee, how to make Mc Flurries, Ice Creams, and Sundays... Not my forte. I changed the garbage, stocked up... yata yata yata. So this was pretty much it - my first official job and not some Punjab farm outside of Montreal that constantly underpaid and inhumainly let me, then 13, work (which i was glad to, for a meagre African Salary.

Nipon.

You know, my blogs are becoming boring. Lets take a vote. Who liked my Second Semester blogs? (school year). Who liked my Early Summer blogs (after school 'till my week of absence). Finally, who liked my Empire Fall blogs? (After absence 'till today).

I promise but I do not deliver. People always say they have nothing to write about, yet still blog. Well its time to create a Nouveau Era. This one might be more serious... And post your votes annonomously below this word, and perhaps to the left a bit, or maybe the right. Be sure to comment on my new Colours > somehow dedicated to Korea!

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Bye