McDonald’s Workers, Vowing a Fight, Say Raises Are Too Little for Too Few
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.
From the New York Times, April 5, 2015
Julia Andino tried to ignore the insistent humming. It was after midnight and she was curled beneath the blankets alongside her sleeping child. But her cellphone kept vibrating. She tried to shake herself awake.
“Did you hear?” a friend on the line excitedly asked, eager to recount what she had just heard on the radio. “McDonald’s is giving everybody a raise!”
Now Ms. Andino was really awake. A raise? A real raise? Her mind started whirring. Maybe she could pay the money she owed her babysitter and her overdue phone bill. Maybe she could start saving for a place of her own and move out of the single room that she shares with her 3-year-old son.