Act 70

The five minute rule

When I was a teenager, I worked at McDonalds. I learned quite a bit. How to count back change, how to salt fries, how to work the drive-thru. It was demanding work but it was great fun too. In my day, at the end of your shift, it was a requirement to ask your manager for your five minute job. It was their way of getting that last little bit of work done before you hung up your lime green uniform (ugh, I know). It usually involved mopping the lobby or taking out the garbage. Stuff you avoid or put off basically. Anyway, I’ve always liked that rule and on days like today, when I’m frantic with work and putting in extra hours and valiantly (but unsuccessfully) trying to fight off, of all things, my very own internet troll, I implement the five minute rule. If there’s something I didn’t get done that needed doing, I spend five minutes and do what I can. Then off to bed and tomorrow we try again. Bonsoir!

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