A day of work in McDonald's

Rachel Chan 3A (2)

It is my first day of work at McDonald’s. I arrived at work at 8am and met the manager. It was really too early for me, extremely early. In the normal days, I won’t open my eyes in the bed until 9am. I felt very tired but I still need to work. I sat down in the manager’s office and he said to me. “Today is your first day to work here. Here is your uniform. Please start to work at 8:15 am. Hope you will enjoy on working here.”

After I dressed up, an older cleaner brought me to go around the restaurant and introduce everything there for me. Actually, my duties are to serve the clients, tidy up the tables for them to use and to—clean the toilets. I thought these were simple for me but I was totally wrong.

Firstly, I helped the clients to take their foods from the counter to their seats. However, at the same time, they complained that my action was too slow and the foods have cooled down already. What? I have never met this kind of people, how unbelievable they were! I have already walked as fast as I can, how could they moan to me like that? I stole my “fire” in my heart and continue to work. Then I went to clean the toilet. The duty that I thought was easy before, only after five minutes, I recognized that I was wrong—I wanted to die… My waist was as painful as I have done exercises for three hours; my legs was as tired as I have ran for 3000 m. But I could only have nothing to complain, I still needed to clean it. However, a problem came towards me again.

After an hour of hard work in the toilets, I took a rest for myself to breathe. But when I was drinking water, the manager came towards me with his angry face. He said that a man had complained that the toilet was too dirty. I went to see what happened. Oh gosh! Just a minute, there is hundred of tissue paper have been thrown on the floor! The manager told me, that was the last chance for me. If I make mistake again, he would consider to—fire me. I was very afraid so I worked harder and harder and said to myself that I couldn’t make any mistake again.

I didn’t know was it my “black day” or not, I still made mistake again.

When I was taking the foods from the counter, so unfortunately, I pulled some coke on a customer’s shirt. This time, the manager haven’t said anything again, he gave me my salary-- $90 and let me to leave.

I finally have been fired.

I didn’t know what happen to me, I cried for a long time. That was my first job. But I have been fired within a day. I couldn’t understand. Was the truth in the society really that bad? Or was it exactly my destiny? I started to regret that I hadn’t worked hard when I was young. But I still had an opportunity. I could start work hard just right now. I promised that I wouldn’t be so lazy again.