The Firewolf Corps

I have an idea.

It came about after an experience at Taco Bell today - just as I got up to the counter to place my order, the wonderful guy running the register left. Walked away. Decided that he didn't want to wait on me - or anyone else, apparently.

Can you say Loser?

yes, ladies and gentlemen - this guy was an A - list loser. After he decided that he wasn't going to work the register and was flushed out of hiding in the storage area (evidently after cussing the manager...inciting her to a screaming hissy fit), he went to work on the assembly line. He wasn't much better there. He got the order wrong.

Here's where my idea comes in.

I have decided that everyone should have a mandatory stint in a fast food joint, somewhat like the military used to be with no way to quit and no way to get fired for a minimum length of time.

Now, hear me out. I know from whence I speak. I worked in a little cafe in West Nashville as the bus 'boy'. It was the worst week of my life and if I had the least little inclination for nasty behavior - working in this little pit would have cured it. It about cured me of every - and anything as it was.

Now, if Mr. Loser had been under my command and he decided to act this way toward customers, what had I have done if he couldn't be fired? Give Mr. Loser one of the nastiest jobs in the joint (pun intended) - have him clean out the grease traps, for example. No chance of leaving until the job was done - even if he isn't done at midnight. Nasty behavior gets nasty work.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen - I have solved most of society's ills in one quick and easy stroke! Imagine it - after this program has been instituted for a while, there will be no need for pepper spray. All that will be necessary will be a little vial filled with the potent scent of rancid grease.