so, i was standing in carl’s jr, waiting for the food, and thinking about the olden days. i do have vague distant memories of working fast food, way back when i was 17, at sam’s superburgers on 105th avenue and east 14th street in san leandro, a few blocks from the oakland border. it was a drive thru, with two car windows and one walkup window. busy meant one car at each window and two more cars at speakers behind each car, total of six car orders in process, and however many were standing at the other window. no cash registers. the manager, who’d been doing it for years and years, considered you weak if you wrote down orders on paper sacks — the only order recording system available. there were three of us: i had one window, and made drinks and fries. the manager worked the grill in the middle, and his wife worked the other side, the corndogs and tacos and such. and we had to take the orders, remember them, add them up, figure tax, charge the customer, make change, and make the food for all the orders, which we shouted back and forth to each other.
you know, i’m going to sound like a curmudgeon when i say, it was good for us. my god, i could do math in my head like you couldn’t believe, and my memory, in contstant use, was amazing considering my natural ditz tendencies. and the bookkeeping system, based on how many containers and burger buns were used at the end of the day, was surprisingly accurate. we did it all in our heads, dammit, i’ll be saying to my grandkids when they get their first jobs at these burger joints with the newfangled touch screens, with the orders on the computers and the headsets and the one order at a time from the drive thru. these kids today, they have it so easy.
lets not even get into my first office job, when we had to type on five part invoices without making mistakes, or else use multiple colors of the relatively new innovation, liquid paper, on all the carbons. the invoices were numbered! you had to type them! if you voided too many, you got in trouble!
why, we didn’t even have post-it notes! we had to walk miles through the snow and paperclip small pieces of paper to other pieces of paper! and it was good for us! yes it was!
*ahem* where was i?
oh, i’m enjoying the peace and quiet of my modern, mostly cushy, techy job very much, thank you. and i don’t wish the old days were back, not one bit.