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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.
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