Today was my first day working outside of my house in over 3 years. Now I cannot say with a straight face that it is a “real job” I am working Fast Food when T-rex is home with the kids, but it is something to get me out of the house and maybe a little shoe money! I worked at the same chain store in a different town when in High School so I was sure I would be able to get things down fairly fast. I was surprised.
First I have learned that in general people do not get any smarter, old people do not get any faster and mean people still breed.
But that aside, I had a great time. I picked up a lot of the stuff fairly fast, although there is still a lot I still need to learn. Like all the new drinks, and there are a few other things that have changed over the years. T-rex was kind to point out to me that I don’t know everything and I should not act like I do on the first day. Well that was nice, he forgot to point out that there is that mean nasty person working at every place, and that my pee would no longer be mine to control but the clock that moved ever so slow on the first day!
And even though part of me wants to scream “I am better than this!” I know that right now finding a place that will work around T-rex’s crazy hours, my children, and my schooling is important if I want to work, and I do want to work! I want a few hours where I am not thinking about my husband and kids! I am sure that sound selfish and like I am a bad mom, but ya know what. . .I don’t care! After 6+ years of working only for the family, or not working, of giving up everything for my kids and my husband I want something MINE. I am not mad or resentful that I have given up working where I want, going to school how I want, living where I want and so on. I know that it is the right thing to do and it makes me VERY happy that I have been able to stay home, but I want shoe money! Okay I really just want a conversation about something other than 6 year heart breaks and 5 year olds snot! So I am working at a silly fast food joint for shoe money, me time, and maybe to relive some of my High School days?! I noticed that today. . I worked there in High School, then I graduated, got married, had my first child, and became a mostly stay at home all within a year.
So oh well! I don’t care. That was the second thing I noticed today. I am not going to be the peon, I am not looking for a promotion, I am not going to bust my butt for this job like I did before, I am not going to give a darn what the others think about me, and I am going to go in to do my time, enjoy no children (although I have found that my children are smarter than some of the masses!), and get my pay twice a month and go get some shoes or something LOL!
I also noticed that I might not be well liked because of who T-rex is. . Oh well! I don’t care. I am not there to nark on the pot heads or underage drinkers. That’s the cops’ job and truth is I just don’t care! I am just going to put in my time, and have fun :)