If ever there was a job that I never wanted to do, it was this job. Ed usually fries the raw peanuts in the little dry-ish area in the cellar of the gift shop at work. In two very old Fry Daddy wanna be's. He has been out sick for two weeks and C and I were recruited to "learn" the business. Three and a half hours of running down to the basement every fifteen minutes to pull peanuts out of the fryers and then add more raw peanuts to the fryer, salt the hot peanuts, set the timer and go back upstairs. Tomorrow we will package peanuts in one pound bags. For sale.
The first thing I did when I got home, was take a shower and wash my hair twice. Hair absorbs odors and there were a multitude of odors.
It wasn't a bad job. Cleaning out the water plants tank was much worse. But can you see the chain of "bad jobs" that I have been assigned since I asked for that raise???? I'm wondering if there is still something worse on the horizon. I know that I will have to wash all the peanut cooking equipment and the cooling pans tomorrow and then use the plunger to clear the sink drain. That's pretty bad.
We are having Thanksgiving Dinner again tonight. Turkey from the grocery store deli, Stove Top, baked sweet potatoes and steamed broccoli. I may open another can of jellied cranberry sauce. It has been raining, dark and grey all day and this is such a comforting meal on a day like this. And today's turkey is fresh from the oven, not cold, refrigerated turkey like last time.
Survivor tonight and a chat with my friend K in Atlanta. She is just back from a gambling weekend with her 80 year old mom and K's sister. Mom likes the flashing lights, buffet meals and the slot machines. K and her sister like the free drinks. Mom is a difficult woman. Drinking helps.
I have all my work clothing in the washer with Simple Green sprayed over the greasy spots. Work again tomorrow. And then G and I both have Friday off. He has Saturday off. We both have Sunday off. And I hope we both have Monday off as well. I asked. G has had only one other four day weekend off in nearly 18 months of working for this company. Because I am teaching a class on Saturday, I had to work. He and Riley can sleep in and do "guy" things.
Time to get dinner on the table.
1 comment:
mmmmmm, dinner sounds delicious. Comfort food.
Maybe it's just the current state of mind but I'm not really enjoying Survivor as much this time. The people are either boring or nasty. I watched while I ate dinner but easily could have walked away.
Everything here is status quo. Talk to you later.
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