The Boss is Dead is a novella, from the play of the same name, based on the author’s experiences managing a fast food restaurant in the Midwest. To some extent it is the author’s reflection on work and the nature of work in modern America.
It's here, at last, exposed! The whole stinking, fetid, painful, unexpurgated story of life in the fast-food-biz lane; in the grind of the working-for-minimum-wage lane, in the working-for-the-boss-you-hate lane.
Who hasn’t had this dream? You think the picture on the cover is the boss? Wrong! It's the night grillman who thinks he is free at last, free at last.
When Ron Pullins was first hired into publishing, the national sales manager of the publishing company asked him if he thought selling books was going to be any different from selling hamburgers which he was doing. Because, the manager said, if I thought it was, it wasn’t. He was right, although he maybe didn't know it. He hadn’t fried any hamburgers.