Long time ago (in this galaxy), I did a sort of "demo" for my mom on how silly it can be to get caught up in any word. I proceeded to say the word "f**k" probably about thirty times, but very quickly I did it as if I was a chicken. So, imagine a thirteen year old girl, "clucking" like a chicken, but instead of saying "cluck", I said "f**k". I am censoring the word in this case because to post it probably is against the rules here, otherwise I probably wouldn't.
Anyway ... my mom started laughing so hard, which meant (to me) that she got the point. She still would have rather I conducted myself like a "lady" ... but she stopped giving me "the look" every time I let one slip.
My first job wasn't in fast food ... it was actually as a stable "boy". However, I did eventually put time in at Baskin Robbins. It was the one in Westwood, California ... back in 1971 or so. I can proudly say that I have served ice cream to many of Hollywood's most famous (at least famous back then ...).
