October 7, 2013 by The Sweetest Plum
I just wanted to take this opportunity to write glowingly about the young man who works at my local McDonalds. His name is Alexander, which I only know from the name tag, not from introduction; his means of introduction has been to ironically make deliberately exaggerated efforts to do things for me like refund me the dollar coin for the apple pie they cannot provide me for eight minutes, or rustle me up a drinks tray as if it were a sweater to lend as I leave his home following a dinner party. He does it all with a wry, elfin smile as if to say, ‘life isn’t really all that bad.’ I can’t say that I agree, and perhaps he’s not experienced as much of it yet, but the conviction of his personality does make me consider the concept, especially as this is a young man who stands all night behind the counter at McDonalds.
To his further credit, he has greeted me in not the most pleasant frames of mind myself; a troubled stare as if to say, ‘can life really be this bad?’ Now, I think his boundless enthusiasm for corny, cutesy interactions is more due to his boundless enthusiasm and age, rather than any attempts to win over a humbug, but whatever the reason he did- win over a humbug. I really think Alexander has a great future ahead of him and I can only wish him the very best of luck in whatever he turns his hand to. His ability with people, perfect strangers a lot of the time, as well as stressed managers is one that I truly admire.
Alexander at McDonalds is one of the most stunning people I’ve come across in a while. And I’d better stop now so I don’t blow my load all over this old computer. But it also would be remiss of me not to mention the young girl and guy at the KFC across the road, they are also charming in their own way. (I will be sure to read their name tags next time).