I actually enjoyed my time working at Taco Bell.
but it was in a town notorious for its big college parties (Mt. Pleasant, MI / Central Michigan University) and was right across from campus. all the other guys i worked with hated working the cash registers, but i loved it. nothing but drunks and stoners for 8 hours, lots of girls to flirt with. was a great job imo.
barely any kitchen experience btw. the store manager kept insisting i get cross trained everywhere, but literally everyone else i worked with hated working the register, so the shift managers always just put me there.
some of my regular customers even started a facebook fan page for me.
three different times i exchanged expired cinnamon twists for boobs.
was handed joints and fifths through the window countless times.
had one angry boyfriend come into the store and threaten to kick my ass (i wasn't just talking to his girlfriend, i called all the girls in that car beautiful).
those were the days.