When "Work" Calls Me Away From Hub Pages
So Much Time.....
As a traveler, moving from city to city, sometimes there were huge blocks of unfulfilled time.
The dog required so much walking. Letting the bread rise took a bit more. Caring for plants or veggies required some time. Much of my time was finally dedicated to my art of writing.
Some might call it seventh heaven. I might have been among those.
Another New City
There is no laziness in me, and I wish to earn my keep. In some cities that I find myself, the job prospects are poor.
As the story unfolds, I found HubPages, and I liked it! It was my ally. I poured myself into it and dedicated myself to it. Never, ever, believe in " riches" pouring from talent and having something to say. Just do not do it..........you will become hungry.
Just as I began to develop a following, a rating, make a presence...............I got a job, involving food.
In reality, I spend my hours, putting out fires, managing those who can not manage themselves.
For those of you either interested in or skilled in the kitchen, you know how to present an attractive meal, plan for tomorrow, read a menu, plan one, and make creative uses of leftovers.....................right? Are we on the same page?
A " cook" asked me, " what do you want to do with this leftover salad"?
Does anyone, ANY ONE have a use for leftover salad? ANYONE?
People Will Not Leave Me Alone
The work schedule is posted on the office door. There are several copies, to be taken for those who can not write down their hours or be trusted to remember. It is a simple design.
On Saturday morning, before 7am, my phone awakens me...........the caller asks, " I don't see my name on Monday, do you want me to work?"..................I promise, this call took place!
In A Matter Of Weeks
In my short tenure, I have terminated two people........never a pleasant task. Began an organic vegetable garden in which some residents can take part. A recycling program has been introduced.
If you are facing the idea of placing your loved one into a residential facility, pay particular attention to the kitchen. Good food is the only pleasure some people have left in life. There are those of us, who still care a great deal about this, and them.......
Be well......live well.......
It Is My Job
I am the " dietary services manager"............why don't they just say, " kitchen manager"?. I will order and check in groceries.
I will teach my people how to cook from scratch, address the various dietary concerns, and run a clean and efficient kitchen. I will manage the grocery and payroll dollars.......it is what I signed up for and am committed to.
This is not a fast food or buffet type of job. One must pass accreditations and obtain a license. This position requires a knowledge of addressing particular diets, low fat, increased iron, weight loss, weight gain, renal, low purine, avoid high potassium, fortified foods.......the list goes on. This is not about throwing something in the microwave.
But I sure do miss you here, at Hub Pages. My 'job' is really interfering!