Oh boy, another chance to go and eat fast food;
Advocates for raising the pay of U.S. fast-food industry workers are bidding to reboot interest in their movement in a big way, with hopes they’ll spur supportive strikes at restaurants across the globe on May 15.
For the sympathizers, the goal of getting these employees wages of $15 an hour in the United States is a noble one that would reward cooks, cashiers and cleaning crew for doing thankless jobs most of us would rather not call careers. Detractors say a minimum-wage raise to this level will destroy businesses financially or produce exorbitant menu prices, ultimately leading to joblessness for at least some of the nation’s 13.5 million restaurant workers workers. So those agitating for this change could, ironically, be the most hurt by it.
The unintended consequences are not the issue here, it’s the principal of the thing, damnit.
Not intending to rehash the old minimum wage thing, been there/done that, no, this post is more about business practices and eating habits.
I’m not big on strikes, not at all. You don’t like your job? Go find another one. I know, easier said than done, but businesses are in business to make money, the reason your ass has a job in the first place is because your employer has the capital to hire you. Disrupt that inflow of capital and consequences (like you getting fired) must result.
Tomorrow I would expect signs posted in all the work areas of fast food joints reminding them that those assigned to working May 15th are expected to show up for work May 15th. Those calling in sick better bring a note from their doctor and those just not showing up at all, we will mail you your check.
If memory serves, the last time I visited a fast food place (polish dogs and a coke at Costco while shopping don’t count) was at Chick Fil A appreciation day, that “hate chicken” sandwich was OK, nothing special. Not being a connoisseur of fast food, I realize that they would go out of business if they relied on me, but since they all do pretty much a robust bang up business in selling that junk, someone is buying it.
I would think that those working in fast food (mostly teenagers at their first job, from what I have witnessed) don’t have many options and their parents would not be too thrilled about getting the ax over making a statement. Here is some advice, keep flipping those burgers but stay in school, study hard, remember this shitty job as a floor, a place whereby you pick yourself off of, and better your station in life.