Working At Wendy's By Joey Franklin

“I’m working a part-time job at Wendy’s.” Ordinarily, what is the first thought that comes to your head when you hear this sentence? Greasy fries, polyester uniforms, dollar menu food? Now, what about the people who work there? Do you picture a first-time worker, a high school dropout, other pimply-faced employee taking your order? Oddly, in our society, we have associated low-quality workers with low-quality food? In his article “Working at Wendy’s” Joey Franklin paves the road towards a new perspective about those who come to work at Wendy’s. Instead of explicit points and unshakable statistics, and powerful calls to action, Franklin alternatively leads gently us through a process of revelation. Drawing from his own experiences working at

Infact his father worked delivering pizzas when Franklin was in the fifth grade. Consequently this begs the question, if Franklin’s father had to work at a fast-food job to support his family why is Franklin’s father so upset at the fact that Franklin is working in fast food? Interestingly franklin muses as to what his father’s reaction would be if he took on more student loan debt. When the reader first sees this line the first thought that crosses your mind is that a loan is the more socially acceptable option. However that make no sense, why dig yourself into more debt when you can simply work to have the money. With this argument Franklin brings up the idea that working part time is a viable alternative to student debt. A job is a job and if it helps you avoid debt even better.

Despite acknowledging the need for this job Franklin constantly feels the need to explain his reasons for taking the job. Explaining how “the job is temporary” to everyone he talks to. However what need is there to justify this job? If you need money does it really matter that much where you are working? Franklin uses his constant justification as a device to catch the attention of the reader so their minds begin to wonder what is the big deal about people working in the fast-food

Waymon Hamilton. Figuratively, and perhaps literally, this raises an eyebrow, why this story? Wasn’t this article about fast food workers? Franklin uses this final paragraph to turn a focused issue, the judgment of fast food workers, into a worldwide one. As Franklin knew nothing about Waymon’s glory days in BYU football we know next to nothing about those who walk among us. For all, you know the lady who plants Azaleas in her garden just down the street could be a former Grammy award winner. Sparking a sense of awe in the readers Franklin plants a thought in their minds to stop and consider that perhaps not everything in the world that glitters is