Have you ever had one of those cranky days where just about everything you heard, and everyone you saw, got on your last nerve? Yesterday was one of those days with me. All of us have a couple of people we’d like to smack upside the head every time we see them, just to knock some sense into them, but yesterday I starting getting irritated on the way to work, and by the time the day ended I was ready to reach though the phone and slap everyone who had a stupid question, or worse – a request to do something that would take me away from my mountain of work. I am fairly certain I need to get away from stress with my hubby for even a single day, have some fun, and breathe – no responsibilities, no chores, no expectations except to just relax my mind. Not an option right now . . . but a girl can dream . . . right? Before we celebrate, I must rant . . . No really, I MUST, or I will explode. There was one incident that happened at work yesterday that really got me to thinking about something . . .
We’ve all been teenagers who went out and got jobs, right? At least, I’d venture to say that most of us have. I remember when I was 13 and got my first “real” non-babysitting job, it was for a Christian camp facility, typing mailing labels. I got some piddly hourly wage, but I got this job on my own, without any help from anyone. I marched my behind into that office and I applied for the job and got it! From that moment on I always had a job, sometimes up to three at a time. So, what is wrong with this current generation of teenagers??? No, more precisely, what is wrong with their parents??? Part of my myriad of duties at my job is processing new hires, doing payroll, etc. Over the last few years I have seen so many kids dragged in to the office by one of their parents, the kid comes in, gets an application and takes it to the car, where Mommy (usually) fills it out. She then shoves Junior back towards the building, often with a list of dates when he CANNOT work! Seriously? “Excuse me, I’d like to work . . except on the following 20 days of summer, and then I go back to school.” Wow. Yesterday’s incident was no less irritating. Nearly two weeks ago a young man came in to apply for a job, and we decided to give him a try for a few days – the moving industry isn’t for everyone, so we try them out to see if it is a good fit for both parties. He showed up to work the first day, this skinny young man, wearing equally skinny jeans and sporting a Justine Beiber haircut. By day two he ditched the skinny jeans for more appropriate pants. After a few days his older brother shows up and applies for a job – newly returned from being out of the country for two years. So yesterday I get a phone call from Skinny Jeans and Brother’s FATHER! “My younger son has been working for you for about a week. My older son applied for a job Friday and we haven’t heard back yet. Are you going to hire him, or should I steer him in a different direction?” Um . . . what? It took me a moment to collect my thoughts since I wanted to reach through the phone and throttle the man for stupidity. “Sir, we do not negotiate for potential employees with their parents.” His response was, “But are you going to hire him?” Seriously – you can’t fix this level of stupid. I do worry about this generation. They are being raised by helicopter parents who can’t let them make any decisions on their own, so what does that say for the kids of THESE kids? Will they even be able to feed themselves? It’s something to ponder.
Now, shaking yesterday off, I am ready to celebrate! How about you?
Log Cabin Day – I love log cabins. My dream is to someday have a cabin in the mountains, set amongst the trees, with a river flowing nearby. I can see it in my head – it has a lovely wrap around deck, with a wooden rocking chair set where I can rock gently while watching nature go by. A couple of hundred years ago log cabins were everywhere, and many of them still stand today as they were built to last, were solid and served the families who built them well. Life was rustic and simple. Heat was provided by an open fireplace, where meals were also cooked. If they needed air conditioning in the summer they opened a window. There wasn’t electricity, so no TV, stereos blasting or computers. Plumbing was around back at the outhouse, just follow the well worn path. Today we celebrate Log Cabin Day and all the lifestyle that accompanies it. We appreciate the historical significance of log cabins. I will never stop dreaming and hoping that somewhere in my future there is a cabin waiting for us, and until then, I will always appreciate the rich history that log cabins have played in our cultural development. As an interesting side note, this day was started by The Log Cabin Society, founded by Virginia Handy and the Bad Axe Historical Society, on June 25th, 1986, with the objective of promoting the preservation of Log Cabins, and awareness and education of life during the era in American when log cabins were common.
It’s National Catfish Day – I’ve only tried catfish once or twice, and each time it was fried, but it was certainly tasty! The only thing I know about this day is that on June 25, 1987, President Ronald Reagan began a presidential proclamation with the words ” More and more Americans are discovering a uniquely American food delicacy – farm-raised catfish.” No doubt the way to celebrate this day would be to enjoy a plateful of catfish, cooked any way you want. Chances are, you will eat farm raised catfish, which supplies the vast majority of catfish to the U.S. Market. I’m sure many would find that it would be more fun to catch their own, but that’s not always possible, so to the market most people will go.
This Day In History –
1876 – Lt Colonel George Custer and the 7th Cavalry are wiped out by Sioux and Cheyenne Indians at the Battle of Little Big Horn.
Food Celebration of the Day –
National Strawberry Parfait Day – The ancients considered strawberries to be a symbol of perfection and, coincidentally, the French word for “perfect” is parfait. Dig into a little bit of perfection today!
- Strawberry Cream Cheese Parfait
- Strawberry Parfait With a Key Lime Twist
- Strawberry Brunch Parfait
- Instant Strawberry Cheesecake Parfait
- Strawberry Tapioca Parfait
- Applesauce & Yogurt Parfait
Thank you for being patient with my rant, but I do hope that any parents of kids who are either old enough to get their first summer job, or who will be in the next few years, pay attention. Don’t disable your children for their future by doing everything for them. I know that it is our instinct to want to protect them and make everything easy, but that’s not real life and they won’t be prepared for the world they have to live in if they aren’t allowed to forge their own way. That’s my opinion – take it for what it is. It’s a typical Wednesday around here – my to-do list is growing by leaps and bounds. God Bless You and I’ll see you tomorrow.