Mickey D's

So as many of you know, I currently have the glorious occupation of a McDonalds team member. As of two weeks ago i have started working at the local Mickey D's. It's a very interesting place, and yet i can't wait to find a new job. One that pays more and isn't fast food. But until that day i will continue to go into that place full of grease and loud and customers and i don't know what else.
Although its not all bad, i actually like most of the customers that come in, except when its the last day of school and we are located right by an middle school and so as soon as school is out about 100 middle schoolers come through our doors at the exact same time as our usual lunch rush, someone shoot me in the face next time that happens...please. Anyway, but there are actually many customers that make me happy. We have two or three groups of old guys that come in everyday and order their senior cokes and senior coffees and will sit around chatting for hours. They are all really nice and because they are there everyday they know who is new and are more forgiving while we try to figure out how to work the POS system. (also known as the cash register) I'm getting to the point where i'm remembering names and orders...a little...not much.
But then there are the random customers who just make you feel good about yourself. I currently have pretty much worked front counter and lobby. So every now and then i really don't know what i'm doing or whats going wrong or what mistake i made or whatever. One time i'm busy messing up an order (that this really nice old guy was placing) and i screwed something up with the drinks. So as my store manager (ya know, the head hancho of the place) comes up to correct me and i already feel like and idiot and just wish i could get the stupid thing right this sweet old guy looks up at my manger and says "she is a good worker, it's fine. She has been smiling the whole time. She's a good worker." Thanks to cute old guy i felt a little better about myself.
Another time, we're in the middle of our morning rush and i'm getting distracted trying to keep up with the 15 things happening at once. (only this time it was actually mostly working. I wasn't screwing very many things up.) and then rush finishes so i go out to lobby to pick up the trays and wipe tables and chairs. As i'm wiping a table down this nice gentleman who's order i had taken about ten minutes early just kinda leans over and says "you are just so nice". It made me feel good. i'm not sure what i did that made him think that i'm such a nice person. I just have been trying to do my job without screwing up to badly. But it made me feel good.
Its little things like that that honestly make work bareable for me. I don't really like the fast paced and largely employed feel of McDonalds. I've worked there almost two weeks and I don't even know all my managers. Today some girl came into work that i had never seen before. Most of the people i do know i don't know there names. That was one thing i liked about my first job at the Legacy Center. I knew everyone i worked with within about a week. I wish i could work somewhere like that again. Where you know everyone pretty fast and you can get the feel of people fast. Maybe its just because i care more about people than i do about making a profit. Thats another reason i think i wasn't meant to work in fast food, i hate upselling with a passion. i already think people are spending way to much money, especially on breakfast. Seriously, i would probably end up on somebody's bad list for saying this, But don't go to Mcdonalds to eat. At least don't go very often. Its really not that good a deal. I mean really, $2 for larger fries? you know they don't cost anywhere near that much to make. And the parfaits, however tasty they are are just to small to possibly be worth a dollar. Maybe it's because i'm watching every penny i make (poor starving college student, you learn that pennys run away if you don't watch them) But i just can't believe how much people will spend on fast food. Seriously, for the price of a Big Mac Meal (without employee discount) I could go buy a carton of eggs and a gallon of milk. (potentially the same with the employee discount if there is a sale going on)
Anyway, where i'm going with this, I'm not sure. I am grateful i have a job, and it's not as bad as i was afraid it was going to be. But...i still really want a different job.