Humor is in the Eye of the Beholder
A few weeks
ago, I started a post and accidently posted it before I finished it. Some of
you saw it and responded. As quickly as I could, I removed the post and have never
really finished it. I started it with the intention of waxing humorous but the
more I wrote, the more whiney and negative it sounded. With all the negativity
on Facebook these days, I elected not to post it. To those that saw it and
responded, my apologies.
My plan was
to poke fun at myself because despite all my life skills and training, I am
hopelessly incompetent when it comes to dipping macaroni and cheese and putting
it in a paper cup. I tried, I really did, but eventually I went just pure rogue
much to the exasperation of the management. But they kept me around anyway.
Knowing full well I was on the short timer’s list, I bucked at advancing my
training. I knew I wasn’t ready for the cabbage slaw and probably never would
be.
As usual, I
used humor or the attempt at, to build relationships and keep things fun. In
order to request a day off, I had to go online and use an app to request said day
off. A flaw in the system prevented you from keeping the reason private. You had
to put a reason in the little box in order to submit. I saw this as either a
violation of privacy or entrapment. I voted for entrapment and went for the humor.
When I told the little box I needed to climb Mount Everest or I was doing a Ted
Talk on the dynamics of cotton socks, the humor was accepted and the request
was granted. My final submission was I
needed the day off because Myself, Martha Stewart and three of the flying devil
monkeys from the Wizard of OZ were performing a break dance exhibition at George
Straight’s Freaker’s Ball. Again, I was awarded the day off. But this was my
final request as shortly after, I put in my resignation.
The most important
thing I gleaned from my short stint at Dickey’s is that I think I would rather
keep cooking as a hobby that I do for friends and family. I will still consider
catering and haven’t completely ruled out a food truck. I just don’t want
cooking to become a negative. It is too important.
For now, I will only say that I have taken a position
in which I get to help people at a large resort owned and operated by a
respected corporation. I see opportunity to advance and to maybe travel. But
most importantly, I get to watch people. Which, I hope leads to humorous
posting and making fun of life as it unfolds. Hopefully, the eyes have it. Just sayin'...
The best way to ruin a wonderful avocation is to turn it into a vocation. Glad you have moved on and found a position you enjoy.
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