Perseus wrote:
TheForge wrote:
What they need to do is finish high school, get a trade or go to college. If you are working minimum wage, you deserve to be.
Exactly. Even if you work at McDonalds and you come to work on time, smile, and put in a little hustle you'll get a raise or a promotion. Minimum wage was never intended to be a "livable wage."
McDonalds pays for college to any employee who meets expectations and applies for it. Most short order or fast food places have not problem offering supervisor positions, just a dearth of qualified people willing to make it. If you are fighting for a 15 dollar raise for flipping burgers, you probably suck as an employee because I was offered supervisor positions when I worked at fast food and short order restaurants while in college. I just didn't have the 30-40 hours a week to dedicate to it. I was content making some extra beer money and saving for a car. Unfortunately for management at these places, that is what most of the better employees are. Good, hard working employees who only need part time work. The rest are a bunch of degenerates who switch between employers regularly because they don't show up on time, have to be asked or trained repeatedly to do basic task, and complain all the time. It really isn't that hard to make significantly more than minimum wage. In fact, I have never worked for minimum wage except in my vary first job selling hockey supplies at a mom and pop shop at 15. And he could barely afford that. He paid me in gear for my first few pay checks. I later sold it for much less than it was worth since I sucked at skating. My next position paid me a 1.75 more than minimum wage at 6 an hour painting. And that sucked. The management of that company gave me the shittiest work my first week thinking I wouldn't come back the next Monday. Four years later I was making double minimum wage, which actually increased a dollar in that time. And for the really shitty work, dry fogging high ceilings, I got paid 15 an hour.
And I showed up each day with a smile and did what I was told without complaining.
"In the world I see you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Towers. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying stripes of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway." T Durden