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We Few, We Happy Few, We’re Hiring at Crispy Chicken

I do not wish one more!

I, the manager of Crispy Chicken, am not covetous for gold,

Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;

It yearns me not if teenagers my matching polo shirts and visors wear;

Such outward things dwell not in my desires:

But if it be a sin to covet the hardest working self-starters in town,

I am the most offending soul alive.

I do not wish one more!

I seek three or four more outgoing team members offering flexible shifts and competitive hourly salaries. If you need childcare, I’m sure we can work something out.

He/she/they which hath no stomach to this fight,

Let him depart; her passport shall be made

And crowns for public transportation put into their purse:

We would not fry in that person’s company

That fears fellowship to fry with us.

But, if you join us this day in the feast of Crispy Chicken:

She that outlives the evening rush, and comes safe home,

Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,

And rouse her at the name of Crispy Chicken.

He that shall live this day, and see old age,

Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbors with Cajun tenders,

And say ‘To-morrow is Crispy Chicken Day: Then will he strip his sleeve and show his fryolator burns.

And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispy Chicken Day.’

Old hands forget: yet all shall be forgot,

But they’ll remember with advantages

What hot vegetable oil didst bubble that day: then shall our names,

Familiar in his mouth as household words:

Carl the general manager, Lorraine and Malik,

Hector and Barb, Tanya and the breakfast shift,

Be in their 99 cent refillable cups freshly remember’d.

This story shall the good manager teach her trainee;

And Crispy Chicken Day shall ne’er go by,

From this day to the ending of the world,

But we in it shall be remember’d;

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers, sisters and non-binary siblings

For he to-day that deep fries wings and hush puppies with me

Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,

This day shall gentle his condition:

And franchise owners in New England and the entire mid-Atlantic region now a-bed

Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,

And hold their value menus cheap whiles any speaks

That fried with us upon Crispy Chicken Day.

An equal opportunity employer.