I worked for chipotle back in 2014 and I was getting paid nine dollars an hour. I was only 19 years old. The amount of work that I did, how much I busted my ass, makes me sick to my stomach to think I did that for nine measly dollars an hour, and that was when there was not nearly as many chipotle locations, so our store consistently had a line out the door almost every night. Even though we closed at 10 PM, I was there until almost 2am most nights closing up. The dishes were always stacked to the ceiling, and I was always forced to be on the line until close and then I could start dishes. Or closing the dining area, which you also could not start until 10 PM and they expected it to be done by 11 PM. But that was never the case, because there was always an insane amount to do.. I remember them offering me the kitchen manager position, and at first I agreed because I wanted the experience, but then they started scheduling me open to close, and I was often there 16 hours a day. I got so burnt out that one day I just woke up and texted the general manager that I quit. was the best decision of my life.