Trapped

With the arrival of a box today, my fate feels like it has been sealed. My uniform arrived, my acceptance into this McJob is now complete. What’s that? You don’t think my job qualifies as a McJob? I have to wear a uniform, I get paid less than I ever have for any other job I’ve ever had, I have to put in extra hours cause I “care about the business and seeing the company do well”, I don’t have time to take breaks…