You never liked these types of establishments as a kid. There were too many other tears eyed and sweaty handed kids inside, not to mention that the pizza tasted like garbage. Before you moved to this town, you had never even heard of Freddy's. Instead, your parents dragged you to that mouse place every couple of Fridays.
When you had accepted the job, your former bias had nearly stopped you. Deep down, where that child inside of you still lived on, something told you to stop, to work anywhere but at Freddy's.
Now look where ignoring that instinct got you.