3/25/10

Direction change.

A new idea for the use of this blogging space.
I have had a few things change since last I posted. Firstly I am now employed at a place that makes and delivers round flat food-like objects that some call "Pizza" as a delivery person. I both love and hate this job which I hope to get into in more detail later.
Secondly, there were some mysterious objects found in my lower lady parts. They were removed and found to not be life threatening but... Due to other issues I will soon be having a large portion of those parts removed for future sanity.
My thought is to try to use this space for the amusement of others. Specifically those that appreciate my sense of humor in times or great annoyance and frustration.

To begin at the beginning... not the middle or the end.
I deliver pizza for one of 2 pizza places in my tiny town. I got the job through curiosity and coincidence. Curiosity at whether I could hold down a job in food service after 9 years of being an almost completely stay at home mom. Coincidence comes into play when an old friend of mine happens to be friends with the new manager of this store.
I applied for the position before the first surgery and had to postpone starting work until I had recovered. Once I started I was informed by Boss that Shorty was going to be "training" me. This training was basically to go on one delivery with her and then get sent out among the sharks. Since that time I have done fairly well in finding out what I need to know by observation and asking lots of questions. Pinkie and Ghost were instrumental in giving me information and demonstration of things I needed to be able to do. All this time passes and I become an official driver and not a probationary employee. Now I get to see all the DRAMA that comes with this type of job. I have been offered drugs, alcohol and other things not only as tips for delivering but as favors from other employees. So far I just find it amusing. I feel kind of like I went back to High-school. I love the fact that I am back in a job where service is the key. I hate the fact that I seem to have developed a dislike for the people in the food service industry.

More when I have the time
Comments and questions welcome if positive thoughts motivate.

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