Sep 13, 2019 19:41
So much for the Interchangeable Snavelys. I am now the Replacement Snavely.
Kent got tapped for a position to learn to be an expert meatcutter. It's better hours. A new skillset (always a bonus in this industry). And, as he was so happy to tell me...Sundays off (I FUCKING HATE FOOTBALL SEASON!).
I am proud of him. Changing lanes in terms of career at almost 59 is pretty brave (also, when he finishes the course, he's getting a raise). But I HAD been tentatively approached.
And learned that it ultimately came down between him and the Slowmoving Mansplaining Mammal. Kent totally deserves it, but I wasn't even given a chance to do a shift to show what I could do.
Ya know why? I don't have a dick. AND I can ride herd over deli with The Mom Voice.
I am really fighting between being happy for Kent and wanting to punch somebody. I have found the glass ceiling, and it smells like sauerkraut and condescention.