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Rage I work at McDonald's and I'm sick of it

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I work at McDonald's. And not just on fries or the register, yeah, even that’s already humiliating and kills your dignity, right?

Well mine’s worse. Every time there’s a birthday party, I have to dress up as Birdie the Early Bird and entertain the kids, dance with them, play the train game, take them to the bathroom...

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All that for less than minimum wage. I couldn’t take it anymore… but today? Today was a fucking nightmare.

First, it’s raining, and my shitty 103 moped breaks down in the middle of the road while I’m trying to ride one-handed holding an umbrella that got snatched by the wind. I show up late, my boss starts yelling at me, and surprise! Birthday party.

So I go get changed, put on the Birdie suit, and it starts. I looked like a complete loser dancing and choo-chooing around with these kids. Then one of them throws up on me. I’m already at my limit. I take him to the bathroom, step in piss...

I come back and they want me to do the Duck Dance. So I start dancing while crying (thank god they couldn’t see my face) then it’s train time again. Some kid yells “Do the chug-chug like the train!” I didn’t want to. My boss shows up too, “Do the chug-chug!” That’s when I snapped.

I tore off the duck head, threw it at him, and yelled “DO IT YOURSELF CHUG-CHUG YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!” Then I ran out of the McDonald’s. A bunch of teenagers were laughing at me... I even recognized a girl from high school.

After I got home, still dressed as Birdie, I jerked off while crying.

@Rea
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I work at McDonald's. And not just on fries or the register, yeah, even that’s already humiliating and kills your dignity, right?

Well mine’s worse. Every time there’s a birthday party, I have to dress up as Birdie the Early Bird and entertain the kids, dance with them, play the train game, take them to the bathroom...


All that for less than minimum wage. I couldn’t take it anymore… but today? Today was a fucking nightmare.

First, it’s raining, and my shitty 103 moped breaks down in the middle of the road while I’m trying to ride one-handed holding an umbrella that got snatched by the wind. I show up late, my boss starts yelling at me, and surprise! Birthday party.

So I go get changed, put on the Birdie suit, and it starts. I looked like a complete loser dancing and choo-chooing around with these kids. Then one of them throws up on me. I’m already at my limit. I take him to the bathroom, step in piss...

I come back and they want me to do the Duck Dance. So I start dancing while crying (thank god they couldn’t see my face) then it’s train time again. Some kid yells “Do the chug-chug like the train!” I didn’t want to. My boss shows up too, “Do the chug-chug!” That’s when I snapped.

I tore off the duck head, threw it at him, and yelled “DO IT YOURSELF CHUG-CHUG YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!” Then I ran out of the McDonald’s. A bunch of teenagers were laughing at me... I even recognized a girl from high school.

After I got home, still dressed as Birdie, I jerked off while crying.

@Rea
@Darkeningstar
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