NaBloPoMo asks today:
"Do you enjoy your current job?"
This fall I was hired by the school corporation my kids attend as a cafeteria sub. The worst part of the job is that I rarely get to work as I am a fill in. The times I have worked, I have found that there are different aspects of the job that I love and other aspects not so much. When you think about it though if a job was all fun and games it wouldn’t be called work and they wouldn’t have to pay you to do it.
My favorite part of the job is when I am asked to work in the kitchen. I love chopping up foods, preparing massive trays of food, stocking the salad bar, and serving to the kids. I even have fun washing the dishes. The school where I had the pleasure to do this had a huge sprayer that I used to spray off the trays and dishes, and a monster size dish washer that takes the dishes through on a conveyor belt. I have to admit the garbage disposal freaked me out a little as not only is it loud but it erupts like a volcano when you first turn it on. It scared the living be Je$us out of me until I got used to it! I wish I had a set up like that at home. I might actually enjoy doing the dishes.
Cleaning goes with the territory and also is part of the job. I don’t mind washing down tables or mopping. Sweeping around the chairs and tables is a pain in the a$$ but must be done. I have only had to deal with trash duty at one of the schools and I can tell you it was a nasty, disgusting business my life can go on without. Once I revealed to my doctor that I was having to heave ho full trash bags almost bigger than me up 4-5 feet over my head into a dumpster, he about had a cow. With my heart condition, he forbid it and put me on restriction. No great loss in my opinion except that it makes the times when the schools call me few and far between.
Another great aspect of the job is the flexibility it offers and the ability to work, make some extra money, and still be there for my kids when they need me to be. You just can’t get much better than that until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.