McDonald's McAntics 3
From Bellybuttonporn
Ok so Saturday I worked from 9-5. The shift was pretty unremarkable aside from starting kinda shakey because Judy can't run a shift for shit. The main problem was anticipating the manager outing that night. Since all of the managers were going out that night, that left no one to run the store. So in these situations they get a manager from another store to manage ours. A manager from the Stuart McD's came in and Karen briefed her on everything. Since the manager is from another store, she needed keys to ours, so I gave her my set. She brought an employee with her. She was decently attractive to me. Cool.
Ally had been planning this for a while, and with news that I was leaving, was worried that I might not attend. Not so! Free steak is good enough for me to leave the house. We went to Rube's Steakhouse, it was ok. I wouldn't go there again, but free tastes pretty good.
After the outing Blaine and I were in the mood for dessert, and my car was parked at our McDonald's anyhow, so we went in. Besides, I'd get a chance to check out that chick again.
The place was a mess. There was crap all over the floors, grill was out of nearly everything, and they ran the shake machine out of both mix and syrup. Basically, the shit was ba-na-nas. So Blaine and I started helping out. Grill had about 8 orders on screen, and there were a few people in lobby who hadn't been helped yet. We got things stabilized; I helped out up front and Blaine helped the chick in grill. Then as I was checking the shake machine out, I heard the back door alarm go off.
It's very loud. It's all the way back in the store, and it is still plainly audible rather loudly on front counter. It just drones on and on at the same frequency until it's deactivated. So I look up and say to Blaine, "You know what that sound is, right?"
"Yep"
I run to the back to check out the door. By the way, no sign of this manager. I figure maybe she went to the back and got pissed off and hit the door, or pushed the garbage bin into it or something. She's not in the back room. She's not in the break room, the back stock room, the cooler, or the freezer. Shit.
I go back up front to let Blaine know. Well shit. He doesn't have his keys, and I don't have mine, so there's no way to turn the alarm off! Going into the office to maybe try shutting all the circuit breakers off, I see my keys sitting on the counter. Thank god! And I shut the alarm off.
Blaine calls Ally to tell her what's up. Ally agrees to let us close 1 hour early. Big whoop. So Blaine and I are running the store with one of our worthless employees and a dude from the Waukee store (also brought in because of short-handedness). After an hour or so I try calling Mike to see if he'll come in to close for me, since I planned on going to Ames. Blaine decided that I could leave at 11pm (when lobby closed) as long as the kid from Waukee knew how to close a grill. He did, so I did.
I went to Wal Mart to get some packing tape, a couple big markers to label boxes, and a new collar for Amica, then went to Blaine's house to get some stuff I needed for Ames. While there, Blaine called me. He couldn't find some money.
Oooooooh shit.
Ohhhhhhh yeah!
My mind raced. That fucking bitch robbed us! Not only will we be able to get her irresponsible ass fired, but arrested too! Unfortunately he called back a few minutes later, money located. Damn.
