You might disabuse me of my nostalgia, and smack the rose-tinteds from my face, but there was something about the simple physicality of working in KFC that was really enjoyable.
Naah, you took a sense of satisfaction from doing that job well. But, so far as I can tell, it took concentration, and thought. Not innovation, right enough.
It's an odd one - when I worked telephone enquiries, the individual minutes/hours of the job were fine - they flew past, because the job kept me busy and I felt a sense of achievement. It was the morning walks to work, not looking forward to 8 more hours of it, that killed me.
There were a few places you could improve processes, but it was discouraged, of course. Generally, a lot of the enjoyment was honing the physical skills. Which I don't do a lot of. :)
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It's an odd one - when I worked telephone enquiries, the individual minutes/hours of the job were fine - they flew past, because the job kept me busy and I felt a sense of achievement. It was the morning walks to work, not looking forward to 8 more hours of it, that killed me.
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