If you've ever had a dog, you may have experienced a time when a visiting dog came over and sniffed your pup's food dish. Maybe taken a nibble.
The typical reaction your dog has is to bite that offending visitor's head off. Sometimes though, the owner will intervene and tell their dog to "be nice". Poor dog is caught between defending its territory and obeying the master.
I can now sympathize with those poor pups.
Last night was the first night the new cooks actually worked with us in the kitchen.
I prepared myself to be very open-minded and accepting...all that good stuff. After all it is THEIR kitchen now, and they will have their own way of doing things, and I have to be ok with that. I'm just the peon now.
At first it was just fine...but then just random stuff started to bother me.
For one, the kitchen knives have ALWAYS been washed by the clean-up crew. It has never been a problem- no one has ever cut themselves; they ARE ALL over 10 years old after all. However, the rule that the cooks must now wash their own knives has been implemented because it is safer. Sure its just a small thing, but I can't pretend it doesn't bother me.
Secondly, I always do the fruit and veggie platters. They are my pride and joy.
This morning I was stripped of my fruit platter privilege without ceremony, and ended up doing basically nothing except stirring syrup.
I hate feeling useless, but this morning I was.
Reading this, I sound pathetic, but that is how I feel. Just little things build up and I'm just not feeling excited about the coming months at all anymore.
Maybe I'm overreacting. Probably. But it just sucks, especially because being in the kitchen was so fun before. And soon Jeannette will be leaving me to do the "program", and I'll be left to fend for myself in the lonesome wilderness of kitchenness.
Its very hard to try and be positive right now.
5 years ago
4 comments:
I feel your pain. Change is hard, especially when things were great to start with. New people, new rules, new menus - that's a LOT of change! Give it time, though, and look for the good things. Try not to get sucked into the hole of negativity. It stinks down there (speaking from experience). I'm sure things will look up for you. You're in the adjustment period - the hard part.But I'm sure you'll come sailing through, and it'll become fun again. If it becomes really hard, find someone you trust who you can share this with, who will help you through. Rootin' for you!
Hey Jill, a while since I've commented, though I've loved reading what's going on and I did email you. :)
Anyways, really agree with your mom...
Relationships are give and take, and working at a camp ultimately in God's service is a special thing. I'm sure they are not above you talking with them about some of this stuff. Maybe some things you may have to deal with like washing knives, however, conceding there may be a good way to tell them "I really love doing the veggie platters, may that be my little baby?"
People are usually not that mean. You may be the "peon", but you have thoughts and feelings too. Express them. Nicely. :)
I still miss being away from home for big holidays, but it gets slightly more bearable over time.
We're praying for ya Jill! Blessings! Happy Easter!
-Ryan
I'm sure your natural patience and kindness will prevail over these trifle troubles, little sister.
But if by some slim chance you crack up...
I imagine you going through the kitchen wielding a blade in each hand yelling
"I'm going to make a fruit salad, and then I'm going to clean my own stinking KNIFE!"
:)
You've gotten some good comments - not much I can add to that. I agree that it might be an idea to express to them how much you like doing the fruit platters - they might even be relieved and happy to hand it over to you . . . if not, then Paul's idea sounds kind of fun too . . .just kidding!
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