The Great Robbery

I worked for the McDonald restaurant in my area when I was a teenager to earn some pocket money. I worked for the company for 3 years. It was the longest I ever stayed with a company at that point. It was one of the best experience I ever had at that point in my life. My co-workers were so close that we treated each other as family. We celebrated together, we partied together and yes, we even cried together. I think outside my own family, this were some of the closest and precious people at that stage in my life. So, I have a lot of stories concerning this stage of my life.

One of the story was when the restaurant was robbed at gunpoint. The manager asked everyone to keep calm and keep doing what we were doing. I guess, as a procedure, it was easier to replace the money than someone's life. The management staff cooperated with the robbers and have everybody herded in the kitchen. The robbers were helping themselves to the money in the store and the safe. Everybody stayed calm and everyone kept quiet.

When the robbery started I was on the grill just laying down some hamburger patties. When the manager told us to cooperate and I stayed by the grill and watched the restaurant being robbed. Let me tell you, I was scared, but for some reason, I kept cookig the hamburgers. When the buzzer went off warning that the hamburgers were ready, I needed a cheese count. Yes, I need a cheese count, how many hamburgers need cheese and how many plain ones before I placed them on the buns. When I turned off the buzzer, I automaticaly asked how many cheese from my manager. My manager jaw dropped because of our situation and I still asked for a cheese count on the burgers. To her merit, without missing a beat, she gave me a cheese count. I placed the cheese on the hamburgers, placed them on the buns and placed them on the top counter ready to be wrapped.

I stayed quiet after that and the robbers left with their loot. We started to check on each other making sure nobody was hurt. The sheriff came and started to take statements and they interviewed our managers and the people closer to the robbers. We all sat at the tables in the dining area and we were told to write down everything we remembered about the robbers. I was not able to tell much, because I was mostly facing away from them while cooking the hamburgers. My friends knew I was upset and a little scared, so one of my friends offered me a cigarette to calm me down. If I knew then what I know now, I would have said no to that first cigarette. I forgotten about the robbery after a few weeks and everything went back to normal.