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I’m On A Mexican Radio pt II (repost from Drinkrum.org) -
June 9, 2011 by
monty
The story continues…
I understand… just a little.
That may sound like a rather bland way to start a posting, but bear with me… it’s a bland post. Maybe.
Willy Floyd was the day swing manager at McDonalds when I started way back in 1990. He only work there for a couple of weeks while I was there, but he was a rather entertaining person. He constantly talked about his dream of being a big rock star. He talked about it with anyone who would listen. Fellow employees, customers, bums staggering around in drive thru… anyone. Even people who didn’t want to listen. He was a management type and at the time I hadn’t learned to be disrespectful yet so I listened attentively. I think that’s why he latched on to me for those few weeks.
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I’m On A Mexican Radio pt I (Repost from Drinkrum.org) -
June 8, 2011 by
monty
This post is part of a series prompted by the rediscovery of some old college radio show tapes. It seemed like a good idea at the time. It originally showed up on my old blog and I’m finishing the series.)
No comprende it’s a riddle.
Circa 1991-1992 I was an unambitious teen with a mediocre school career and a social life that would have even looked sad for a Jon Cussack character driven film. I spent my days in school doing my best to stay awake and my evenings working at the local fast foodery slinging burgers and generally pretending to care about the general well being of the customers and their highly sought after carbohydrates. I usually worked behind the scenes in the grill area. That kept my interaction with the huddles masses yearning to breathe fat to a minimum and also it allowed for prime co-worker heckling. It was a good gig. I actually enjoyed cooking. In the early days, I was trained in the ways of cooking and romance by two brothers (literally and figuratively) named Eddie and Wendell. The best way to describe what that was like would be to imagine being exposed to the same situation with Eddie and Charlie Murphy. In order to get promoted to a trainer, I had to learn how to do drive thru. Eddie recommended doing it because it got you an extra dollar and hour and access to all the new ladies at work. The money sounded good. Drive thru did not.
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