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Originally Posted by over the mountain
I worked at Popeyes for a few years in high school. It was pretty awesome. Near closing time, the cook would drop some fresh chicken or whatever you wanted bc we got to take home what ever was left at closing time.
On a friday or saturday night i would have 5-20 people waiting for me to get off work (10 -11 pm), i would walk out with 30-40 pieces of chicken, biscuits etc and just put on the hood of a car and watch these stoned drunk kids just devour it.
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that reminds me of my first job, at bill bateman's (to this day the best buffalo wings i've ever had). i would walk there from school, make something to eat and do my hw at one of the tables before clocking in for my shift.
i would eat between 2-3 dozen wings while i was working, then take another 2 dozen home to crush. my parents would pick me up, i wasn't old enough to drive yet - so i couldn't really hook it up.
the hookups came at my 3rd job, after giant i was an assistant manager at chicken out. i would basically hook anyone up that i recognized. we also traded food w other restaurants in the area.
those were the days!