Nott What You'd Expected...

Thanks for the Memories (RIP)

"I need to talk to you" he says.

"I think you know what this is about" he says.

"Here's your money for the week" he says.

"You're going home soon, anyways, right?" he says.

Gary......You may know how to make a mean Mongolian Rice Salad with Mayo, but your bedside manner leaves much to be desired.

Today, I officially ended my relationship with the Mrs Bunns family. (that's maybe a bit misleading.... technically, Gary ended my relationship with the fam)...I was hired under the pretense that they needed a random, rogue, illegal worker to complete menial tasks- oven cleaning, salad making, veg chopping- and I did just that.

Unfortunately, in an economy where 10 US dollars an hour is paid for minimum wage, it just didn't make sense for me to stay on.

The 'letting go' brought up some issues- the first of which being my supernatural power to control people's minds. This sounds a little LOSTish (give me credit, it's a Wednesday), but for about 20 minutes while I hid in the bathroom avoiding work, I actually said in my head "This job blows, I wish I was either fired or had a legit reason to quit"....

creepy.

The job wasn't fun, i felt stupid on a daily basis, i almost cut myself every time i picked up the knife, and I have a 1 month vacation coming up that i really didn't want to have to talk with them about....it's that whole Confrontation thing again....

So, as we part ways and I remove Mrs Bunns from my Facebook employment (or rather, change it to read February 2007-March 2007 instead of Feb-present), I think i'll take with me the valuable cultural lessons, the stories, the accent, and the chopping experience.

I can only hope they will smile as they remember my awkward blue jumpsuit, ability to sing all of the popular 1980s American Pop songs on Gary's CD, my affinity for Lion candy bars, and my stone cold silence when attempting to avoid confused conversation.

February 2007- March 2007

posted by Kevin @ 2:11 AM