When I moved here in North Dakota twenty two years ago the only job I can find it was as a cook. I would never imagine when I was growing up to be a cook since I don’t like to cook at all. My first job as a cook was in the nursing home. I spent four years and I learn to create recipes, diets, ordering, and inventory also I did learn to speak English properly. When I made the decision to leave this job I was getting too attached to the residents and I would get heartbroken when they died. It was tough to concentrate on cooking when you are crying.
Then a new grocery store opens and they offer me a position as a full time deli clerk. My manager was an amazing person and after a year with us, she decides to move to another store and her position became vacant. The store manager offers me the position and I took it. For the next nine years I enjoy my job and the management was amazing. Our store owner- he was a respectable and loving man- passed away and his widow decides it was time to sell.
The new management decides to make a few changes from the name of the store, uniforms, and benefits. The staff wasn’t important to them; we were there to make money. Some of the good people I use to work for a long time got fired or they quit. The store begun to lose business and customers prefer to shop at Wal-Mart.
I also lost my deli employees and I started to work seven days a week, I didn’t have time off, I work every single holiday, and they prefer to pay my vacation instead of me taking the time off. I was miserable, tired, and mentally burned. After three years of working for them, I decided it was time to take my life back. I was overwhelmed and I need a break. I put my two weeks’ notice. They got angry and they didn’t want to wait the two week and they let me go. Also they banned me from the store, I can’t even shop there. I ended unemployed, depress, and confused. I didn’t want to work in another kitchen or Foodservice again.
After a good recovery I want to go back to work. I went to a Houseware store and I ended in the plumbing department. It was weird, but I learned how to stock the department.
One day I was volunteering at my grandkids elementary school and the kitchen manager recognize me from the grocery store and offer me an open position as a cook. She shows me how different the school system works and gave me a week to think about it.
I put my two weeks’ notice in the Houseware store and took the cooks job. For two years I’ve been the head cook and my boss assistant. Last year my boss retired and her job was offered to me and after a few days of thinking I took it. I love this job and I can’t complain. The people that I work with are the best team I ever had. I work close from home, 40 hours a week, weekends off, holiday paid, and no school when the kids are out, also summer offs.
I wake up every morning loving what I’m doing. The team of ladies that I work with loves their jobs and we have so much fun. I would never imagine when I was growing up I would love to be a cook and I would be working at the public school.
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