My Last Arby’s Night Shift

I worked there part-time for a little over two years. During that time I’ve had to deal with my fair share of bullshit. However, none of it was as bad as what happened on my final shift. For the first year of my job, I had worked the day shift. That changed when my boss asked me if I wanted to try working at night.

Since I was low on funds and admittedly curious about what it was like, I agreed. For the most part, it was a pain in the ass. I’d have to work off the clock because there wasn’t enough time to do everything. The only silver lining is that I got to take home the food that was going to be tossed. Plus I didn’t have to deal with customers aside from the occasional one who would show up right before closing.

I will say it was an environment that could be pretty chill sometimes. When I got into a rhythm of finishing my tasks it could be quite cathartic on occasion. Although, the fact I was only getting paid minimum wage took away from that aspect. Not to mention, that eerie feeling that only comes with night shifts.

If you’ve worked a night shift at any fast food place or convenience store you probably know what I mean. Sure, you can get the same feeling from the night shifts of bigger places but fast food night shifts are different. For one, there are fewer people which means being more vulnerable. The other reason is that should you get…