Here we are. Year of the Johnny take II!
2015 what a year, so much to be grateful about. So much. If
you have been following this blog you will know that I didn’t keep my promise
to update daily. He’ll I didn’t even mange to update weekly I did become very
busy and this is amazing. I all not
promise any such thing this ear, but I will give you a weekly post.
2015 recap… finished training at the TRTC, shortly after
CASAC schooling ended, I found myself an internship at The PAC Program of Manhattan
of which I finished and was put on a stipend and then shortly thereafter I was
employed by the program and currently still work for the PAC Program. Besides
working in the field I went to school for I started delivering food for a bike
messenger company. I was eventually this job turned into a full time cooking
position. The job was short lived because of management inconsistency. I was
fired on a Friday because I called the kitchen manager on his inability to function
with constant pride and positivity. He told everyone to take pride in their job
and work but his example lacked motivation and care. He called a mandatory
meeting the day after Labor Day for all kitchen staff and if any one of us
didn’t show or were late we would be docked 2 hours of pay. The day of the
meeting, he told me via text message that he was so hung over he was not coming
to work. A few weeks later I had told my KM that I would be late because of a
dental appointment. He said it was fine but he failed to write this information
on a calendar. When the day came I reminded him about being late he asked if I
had a cover. I told him I was going to be late and not absent. I also reminded
him that I told him 3 weeks in advance about this appointment. His poodle size brain didn’t seem to retain
this information. I had to call thee new KM, the fat alcoholic who rated jerry
Garcia shitty wardrobe, acted like I never informed anyone. He started acting all Powerful and mighty. He
didn’t like when I called him on his bullshit and alcoholism. So he fired me
for insubordination. Haha. Pies and Thighs. All their recipes are stolen from
the Internet. Pies and thighs where
there care more about food than their employees or customers, pies and thighs
where the owners are homophobic. Pies
and Thighs where the truth is never told. The job signified something more than money.
It showed me how humble I was to put up with the lies for six months, to not
get angry that a dishwasher made more than me, and I learned to deal with people
on a new level the job meant a ton to me I made some good friends, laughed, and
still smile when I think about the fun nights.
As for the owners and the fat ass KM, I hope this year they wake up and
realize that people are important without them they wouldn’t have anyone to
serve their shitty food too.
This WILL happen in 2016: the first issue of Homeless Alone
Hungry and Cold will be published. Eddie
and I will have a beautiful Honeymoon somewhere on this lovely Earth. I will
pass my CASAC exam. I will apply to TRTC
as a teacher. I will get my ESL English
program off the ground and hopefully start work on sociology masters at Hunter
College.
I am grateful for all the people who have stood by me and
listened to me bitch and moon, rejoice and praise, and basically just listen to
me ramble. They are mentioned in no order but the way I thought of them: Eddie
Jason Jan Bob Ryan JJ Sharon Andrea and her wonderful family Glenny Luke CJ
Randy and everyone else who has helped me along the way. Thank you and I love
you
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