How working at McDonald’s taught me to sell false eyelashes

After my dad told me to ask for work at McDonald's, it was the beginning of a three year journey beneath the golden arches. As it comes up to my third year away from McDonald’s I’ve been reflecting on my time spent there. I’ve found it incredibly difficult to come up with anything bad to say. I always joked I’d write an expose headlined “sex, drugs and bacon rolls” – but I’ve got nothing to expose.