All of the Above.

2 years ago

I was feeling reminiscent this morning while tying on my Sonic apron for the (possibly) last time. I started working there my sophomore year of high school, and now in my sophomore year of college, I have created a love/hate relationship with America's Drive-In.

Then I got to work and I couldn't remember why I was reminiscent at all. Maybe it had something to do with the 104-degree weather, the fact that strawberries were spilled all over my white shoes, or that ice cream exploded into my face and ran down my arms while I blended a shake.

Or all of the above.

I hate the job. Customers are rude- I can't figure that out. Why be rude to someone who is dealing with your food? I could very easily squeeze jalopeno juice into your drink. Maybe I have done that. Maybe I haven't. Fact is, I could.

Plus, it's hot, or it's freezing, or it's raining, or it's icing.

Or it's doing all of the above.

I came home after 9 hours with aching feet, sticky arms and red shoes. And a stench. Hey, it was 104, what do you expect?

The love part? Working with great friends and making tips. Free food, too.

Peace out, Sonic.

I doubt you will be missed.