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"Just flipping burgers."
I started flipping burgers at Roy Rogers in the mall the summer after 10th grade. I'd applied for some cooler jobs but hadn't heard back yet, and one morning my father told me if I didn't have a job when he got home to not be there. So, Roy Rogers. /1
I started flipping burgers at Roy Rogers in the mall the summer after 10th grade. I'd applied for some cooler jobs but hadn't heard back yet, and one morning my father told me if I didn't have a job when he got home to not be there. So, Roy Rogers. /1
I flipped burgers for a couple years, til the summer before college. Started at minimum wage, got up to 7-something an hour. Summers, holidays, weekends, the occasional school night. That's a lot of burgers.
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If you haven't flipped burgers, then there are two things you probably don't understand. 3/
First, flipping burgers can be a rush. All these years later, I remember clearly the adrenaline jolt of shorthanded lunch rushes. Flip 5, drop 5, toast, top, wrap, flip 5, drop 5. Getting through lunch on back line alone felt bad ass. 4/
Second, the hardest part of flipping burgers wasn't the heat of the grill, idiot customers, or even the shitty pay. For me the hard part was the smell. That grease. Your uniform shirt, your pants, even your hair. No amount of washing got that flipping-burgers stink out. 5/
My highschool girlfriend worked right across the way in the B. Dalton, but mostly I avoided her at work because I smelled. 6/
Now, 30 years later, I'm a lawyer. I have a cool appellate practice that lots of other lawyers are jealous of. People value my work, and I work hard on my cases.
Know this: Lawyer hard work isn't anything like burger flipping. 7/
Know this: Lawyer hard work isn't anything like burger flipping. 7/
So any child of privilege making fun of the idea that people who flip burgers would make $15/hr can get bent. /end
