Grumpy old man rant follows. You have been warned.
Fast food is something I seldom eat. When I do it is usually Wendy or our new Steak and Shake. I've come down with serious crud too many times after eating at Mickey's to make that mistake again (three weeks ago - fool me). Went inside to use the restroom. I hate to be a mooch so I always try to buy something. In this case, a triple burger for $2. Spent the next four days with flu-like symptoms.
Recently had 45 minutes to kill around 2 pm so went inside a nearby KFC and A&W combo restaurant. The chicken prices were plain stupid, but they had a burger plus drink special and I like their root beer. I ate inside.
Though retired, the many years spent in retail environments have left their mark, so to speak. First thing that made an impression was an employee on her break, sprawled across four stools, and yapping loudly on her cell phone. Her language was vulgar, to say the least. This, in a public area at her place of employment.
Next, I tried to find a clean table. Obviously, nothing had been cleaned since their noon hour rush, no floors swept, no chairs lined up although I didn't see any trash on the floor.
While using the restroom, I once again was glad I'm a male.
They seemed to be doing a steady business in their drive in window so maybe they don't care about the inside facility.
Why do I care? Probably for the same reason I can't stand to see machinery abused. A place of business is in the same category. Yes, I'm rapidly becoming a grumpy old man.
This business is close by my new dwelling, but my patronizing again them probably won't happen.
What has happened to pride in your job? I've had jobs where I was underpaid, but I did the work at a high standard while I looked for something better. My work said who I was, not the cheap bastard who hired me.
End of rant.