McDonald's Isn't THAT Kind of Restaurant!!

My uniform at work is a button-down white polo shirt. Because of the white color I always make sure to wear an undershirt, so I don't accidentally flash the customers. (as some of my coworkers are wont to do).

Anyway, so today my assigned position was back window order taker and cashier. People were super nice today and everything was running very smooth throughout the whole restaurant. Then around 10:00 am, this kind of cute guy drives up. He was super friendly and flirty. I checked my face to make sure there wasn't something on it, because I thought he was making fun of me or something... I finished counting back his change, and he waits a few minutes before pulling up to the next window. During that time he just sits there staring. I finally duck down to clean something, wondering what the crap he was staring at.

Ten minutes after the incident, the store manager walks to the back drive-thru. I tell her what happened with the cute boy, and asked if something looked weird about my uniform or my face. Then suddenly she gets a weird expression on her face and she says, "Um...Lauren your button is open and I can see the top of your breasts". Then she falls over laughing at my misfortune. And I just about died. I quickly buttoned my shirt back up, and realized that I had found out exactly why that guy was creeping. It was seriously so embarrassing.

Guys, I cannot even express how horrid this experience was. Maybe this is a sign that I should change my profession.

(TOTALLY kidding by the way).

Comments

  1. Ohhh, NOOO!!!

    Have you ever heard of a dust devil? It's like a teeny tiny miniature tornado thing that's not dangerous - it just picks up dirt and bits of debris and whirls along. We get them here in AZ during the hot summer months.

    Welp, one Sunday I was about to enter our church building when I was suddenly hit by a dust devil! It whipped my skirt up around my neck, exposing my pantyhose and underwear to the world! Of course, there just happened to be a man from my ward right there, EEEK! He gallantly asked if I was okay. Psh...I was not!

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