One was kind of a lifer. Every time we went, he would put extra stuff on our fries or burritos or whatever. Until we realized, "You know what Dan, more Taco Bell is not a good thing..."
The other worked for two hours and then said "fuck this" and walked out.
The last time I went to Taco Bell it cost nearly $10 to get a decent lunch and I looked at my stupid tray, then looked at the unemployed Latinos just loitering, one butt cheek per seat, and decided it just wasn't worth it.