McD's Needs Me

I don't always see my bosses.  But when I do, they beg me to become a manager and work with them through the summer.  
Thanks, but no thanks.

All the people I work with complain about not getting enough hours.
If I said "yes" to every time they wanted me to come in, I would have a full-time fast food job.

I think it's safe to say that this is my last fast-food job.  Thanks for all you have taught me, Ronald McDonald.

Only 2 more months.  

I love my job. (cynicism)