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'...

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  1. 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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