Welcome to McMayhem’s

It’s 11:45 PM on a Friday. The ice cream machine hasn't just broken; it has achieved sentience. A school bus full of hangry, post-game teenagers just pulled into the parking lot, the deep fryer is making a sound like a pipe bomb, and you’re pretty sure the night manager is running an underground raccoon-fighting ring in the freezer. Survival is not guaranteed. Clock in, gear up, and get ready to serve.