I’m back to update on the update. On Thursday I had an appointment with the HR department from Hell to sign my paperwork and get my access badge. Not that I would need it to work from home but, low and behold I got this done. Then on Friday I had to drive to central El Paso to the Police Department Headquarters to get my fingerprints and a current
mugshot personnel picture taken for my file. I had asked the incompetent HR girl a slew of questions about my department, whether or not I’d be getting a computer, when I’d be meeting my new colleagues, and of course a question about my new employee orientation. To which she smugly answered “Oh those questions need to be directed to your department’s direct HR person. Her name is Daisy.”
Daisy….I’m using her real name here because, hahahaha……..what are the fucking odds of her reading this?!?! I’ll get back to you on that later…..in any case she gave me “Daisy’s” direct line and when I got home I called but after three rings it went direct to her voicemail. And BELIEVE IT OR NOT it wouldn’t let me leave a goddamned voicemail. Of course not because up until now everything’s run so fucking smoothly (NOT) that why would I want any more red tape to choke my new job and start date. So I remembered she was on my virtual interview and retrieved her email from my email and then sent her a very long message and questions about literally EVERYTHING regarding my job. About an hour later I get a phone call from Daisy Ditzface to tell me that I have to contact my direct supervisor in order to get answers to my questions. She said she gave him my cell phone number and he should contact me shortly.
Yes, yes if your thinking I was pissed beyond pissed you are right. But then a miracle happened, when my new boss called me he reassured me with his soft as buttah voice. Yes he has that kind of voice that could talk to you all day and keep you as calm as ever. Anyway Bossman put my worries at ease telling me he only recently started that job as well. He’s only three months in and he worked at the University I worked at before I started at the University of Hell. We talked for over an hour, we laughed about things he noticed in my virtual interview like the gaming chair my son gave me to use as an office chair. The fact that he walked out on his previous job because of the hypocrisy and unprofessionalism (no I didn’t let him in on what I went through with Skeletor and Jabba the Hut) and he said that HR at the city is worse than waiting at the county hospital emergency room. You’ll die before they give you any information. Needless to say, we got along pretty well and he also mentioned that our department will be working remote for only a while longer and then we’d all have to go back to normal operations by the end of the summer. I told him I was good with that and I didn’t mind.
So, now I have an official start date for Monday, I’ll be meeting him and another of my coworkers in person. I’ll pick up my office computer, setting up my official work email and having a pow-wow with the other coworker to go over several things pending to be set up and reviewed. I can breath a sigh of relief finally about starting my new job. He also mentioned that Daisy Ditzface isn’t as helpful as she comes off to be and he doesn’t understand why every department has their own HR person instead of a general HR person? He said that the red tape there is unbelievably slow and that once I get started I will see for myself how to get around all of this.
A New Passion….Sort Of…
While the entire world was on lockdown I worked in person at the University of Hell. But since being let go back in October I did what people already in lockdown did. I baked or tried to learn how to bake so I baked bread, fruit tarts, cookies, muffins, biscuits and cake. CAKE people!!! I came across a recipe in a cookbook my mom gave me a while back. The Betty Crocker New Picture Cookbook, 1961 edition, second printing. This is one of my most treasured possessions because my mom is hard pressed to part with anything. As you can see it’s pretty well “loved” as I use to flip through the pages of this cookbook as a kid and wondered what salmon mousse, beef Wellington and Welsh Rarebit tasted like.
So, while coconut cake may not seem so special to anyone, I made some adjustments to the recipe in the book and made my own version of this, “When Harry Met Sally” style. Meaning I added a bit more shredded coconut a bit less sugar and some coconut extract to the cake batter. This made the cake moist and not too sweet, which is a good thing since I also learned how to make chocolate ganache as well to go with the cake, as Sally put it, “On the side.”
I’ve thus far made four coconut cakes (two in the last two weeks) because my boys loved it. Especially with the chocolate ganache on the side, and well lets face it I stress bake and eat when I’m……well stressed. Anyway that’s my new passion, I’m still trying to master Hollandaise Sauce which is a bitch to make and not wind up with scrambled eggs in butter. I’ve also been testing recipes from Joanna Gains Magnolia channel.
Her magnolia biscuits are a dream and so easy to make as well as holding up to a hearty sausage gravy too. I’ve made them every other Sunday when the boys come over, ugh why am I so addicted to FUCKING CARBS?!?! So this is my update on my update. Until next time……this is the Huntress, saying…”Don’t be a Moth Around a Dim Yellow Bulb, Be a Moth to a Flame, Make it worth the Burn!”