The problem is that the job just isn't what it used to be. Once upon a time all burger flippers were employed by the state via Big Burgers.
A standard shift would involve a few hours at the grill followed by days of layover in a hotel, endless parties, rogering the serving girls, then a few hours at the grill again before going home. You were given your golden burger at 44 and could look forward a cushy retirement on a civil service pension, enjoying your accrued rights of cheap burgers at any of the other outlets.
Then came the low-cost outfits like Easyburger which come with no salad or fries and only one sauce that has a distinct taste of taramasalata (for £1.50 extra), and now for fryers it's 899.9 hours at the grill a year and no layovers, no cheap burgers and fry till you drop.
The whole burger market has never the same since.
Last edited by foghorn; 10th Jun 2004 at 21:34.