(I changed the names in my story)
I guess it’s somewhat important to know that I’m female. I used to work at a McDonald’s, and I worked the second shift. There was a regular that came to McDonald’s every single week and usually every other day. Needless to say, the guy wasn’t in good shape. He actually kind of grossed me out. He had a dirty beard, and I think facial hair is gross without the added bonus of being grubby. He had a beer gut, and often wore the same vile stained wife beater, which I think used to be white. And in case you don’t know, a wife beater is a tank top. The guy didn’t have an attractive bone in his body, and his attitude wasn’t a prize either.
The guy was a sleazeball. He would hit on all the young female workers, but would actually grimace when we’d make one of the guys ring him up. He’d ask things like “Have you ever gone down on anyone?” Management didn’t really care, this guy brought in practically 50% of our profit with how much food he’d buy, and he wasn’t the only one who’d hit on us. One night when my shift was almost over the guy had come in. I convinced Daniel, a guy who worked the same shifts as me, and was the only other one there at the time, to ring the guy up. His task was usually to work the drive-through, so he gave me the headset and started to ring the him up.