Down the Rabbit Hole

Happy Easter!   Oh, wait.  Uh oh.  Waaaaamp wammmmmmp.
Okay, that’s a bit much but you guys already know that I’m clearly a bad person.  
The above picture is more like a representation of what was my “career” at the local cafe.  I haven’t posted for a few weeks because I wasn’t sure what to say.  Things took a downhill turn between me and the cafe head manager, one could say.  I tried, I really did.  I worked hard and was dependable.  The staff and clientele all took a liking to me.  I didn’t complain when she gave me an awful schedule.  Closing at night and then opening the next morning.  Three days straight.   I could stomach it all because I really liked the job.  Until.
Oprah often says that we teach people how to treat us.  It’s completely true.  If someone treats you with disprespect or condescension and you allow it, then you’re essentially telling that person that it’s okay.  Me?  
Notsomuch.  I let a couple barbs fly without comment but you’ve got to remember that I’m forty three years old.  There’s no cause for berating or belittling me.  What made this even more awesome was when this occured, there was always an audience, be it the staff or (even more awesome) a CUSTOMER.  I can’t tell you how incredibly embarrassed I was for my manager when she recently scolded me in front of a patron.  I simply caught the eye of the customer and loudly said “I’m having to dig pretty deep right now”.  

Suffice to say I became Jenny Paycheck yesterday when I waltzed into the joint and told her that she could take this job and shove it.  Hard.  Okay, I didn’t actually say that but I thought it.  REALLY HARD.  I used the sage words of the Judds and simply said that this job “isn’t going to work for me”.  Brilliant.

Freedom.  Just like that.  I slept better last night than I have in two weeks.  
I had it in my head that I was going to unload on her and let her know that she’s unpleasant, unprofessional and downright mean.  Something told me that she’s heard this all before, and isn’t bothered.  So, I took solace in that karma can be quite a bitch indeed, so therefore I need not be.  I am on to bigger and better things.
Let’s start fresh, shall we?
That’s much better.  
I gotta tell ya, I love this dog but he’s pretty much worthless when it comes to watching guard over his kingdom.  For example, last night a large rabbit inexplicably entered our home and left eggs, chocolates, baskets and goodies EVERYWHERE.  There was a basket for me at the end of our bed this morning.  Johnny found a basket upstairs filled chockfull of his favorite things as well.  Two little girls followed a trail of chocolate eggs throughout our home to find bunny shaped baskets overflowing with treats.  Candy, bubbles and wildflower seeds just to name a few.
After that fabulousness, I donned my Easter bonnet* (my bike helmet creatively decorated by Lilly, age 9) and hit the trail with my friend Crystal.  We rode 12 miles through a rolling greenway and enjoyed every minute of such a beautiful morning.  I came home and made a hot pineapple casserole and we headed to the in-laws for a huge Easter feast, complete with egghunt.  Now it’s time for cocktails on the porch and then later, a spaghetti dinner and a lazy night.  Could I have had a better Easter?  I submit to you, I could not.

I know that Easter isn’t about the bunny anymore than Christmas is about Santa.
I know the reason behind the holiday and it didn’t pass me by on this beautiful day.  Resurrection is a powerful word and I think it’s going to play out a lot in my future.  I’d like to think that my place is in the light and no one is going to take that away from me.

* I realize in the above picture it looks like I have more chins than a Chinese phonebook but I think it’s more the dumbass tongue move I’ve got going on.  What a tool.  Oh, and those are yellow crepe paper streamers attached to the rear of my helmet that totally caught air while I was riding.  

8 thoughts on “Down the Rabbit Hole

  1. I LOVE your Easter Bunny Tragedy picture! AND your helmet!I think you should go into the coffee shop where you work and be a patron there. AND then Complain to said manager regularly about how the staff is wonderful but her "aura of darkness" is contaminating your food. And then ask for a refund or a coupon for your next meal.Remind her after all.. the customer is always right.Glad to hear you had a wonderful Easter!H

  2. You look retarded!Sorry I know Lilly made it, but still you look retarded!!

  3. Jen says:

    Heather, that is HILARIOUS and I just may do it! Aura of Darkness. Awesome!

  4. Jen says:

    Jane, there is not much that you won't wear or DO for a laugh so I feel like your telling me I look retarded is kind of a pat on the back. You should have seen all the smiles I got yesterday – people honked and waved and it was all sorts of fun!

  5. Sheri says:

    Waaaaamp wammmmmmp…. So that's where my basket is 😦

  6. It's not easy to let karma take care of your revenge. But then revenge never feels like we think it will.Congrats on reclaiming your independence. You definitely deserve better.

  7. Jen says:

    Aww, thanks Becky! I think so too. I worked really hard and was dependable and honest. She had no cause to ride my ass constantly, yet she felt compelled to do so.Who needs that? NOT ME! On to better things!Thanks as always for reading!

  8. Krista says:

    Too bad for the cafe….its their loss. I totally agree with Heather…you should start patronizing the place and cause a stink. I'm sure something bigger and better will come your way. Until then, you have more time to blog. 🙂

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