Yesterday, as we got back to the rig after our tour of the North Unit of Theodore Roosevelt National Park, my cell phone rang. By the time I found my fanny pack and dug out the phone, I had missed a call from Arizona. I figured it was just another one of those junk calls about a home security system to keep from being robbed that I’ve gotten lately. I just ignored it.
After we had finished visiting the South Unit today, I noticed that I not only had missed another call from Arizona, but that they had left a message. I listened to my voice mail, and here was the message: “You have passed your drug test, and will now be a chef at the Radisson Hotel at the Phoenix Airport!” What the heck??
“And by the way, could you report for work tomorrow at 6 a.m. ?” They also wanted me to call them back as soon as I got the message. I planned to call them, but first I had to make up my mind about how I was going to get to Phoenix so fast. Wise guy that he is, Kurt said he thought I got the offer because I watch so many food programs. I would also have to change my name to ‘Chef Leonard’.
I eventually called them back, and spoke to a young lady with a most pleasant sense of humor. After I explained the situation to her, and that I was a little old lady in North Dakota at the moment, she jokingly said, “Does that mean you are not going to work for us?” I told her two things. First of all I just wasn’t sure how I was going to get there unless they sent a jet for me, and I’m a good cook, but didn’t think I qualified to be their chef even with a good drug test. What a hoot! I hope Chef Leonard, whoever he is, gets the phone message.
Tomorrow is a travel day for us. My plan is to drive around 325 miles to Columbus, Montana. Very unusual for me to drive that far in one day, but I’m hoping to qualify for the PDD Silver Medal status…
I’m too lazy to post about today’s visit to the South Unit, but I’ll do that later. I will leave you with a little preview, though.
THE END!!
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy
My goodness what a job! haha
ReplyDeleteWhat a hoot! Maybe you should think about it; however, I'm sure you know that that work is HARD. Oh my aching back. Oh, ya, and you have to drink throughout the entire work hours! Might be a little more challenging sober!
ReplyDeleteThe surprise is not that you are going to be a chef, but rather that you passed the drug test.
ReplyDeleteI am so jealous..... my fantasy job has always been to be the cook (chef?) on a riverboat... cooking 3 meals a day for those hard working guys... and darned... here you are just stomping on my dream to beat me out of my desire. I'll just put aside all my cookie recipes and I promise I'll harbor no animosity that you got to live my life-long dream.
ReplyDeleteGreat post. You had me going with that title. What fun you have. I recognize that butt end!
ReplyDeleteYes, I was a little confused at first, too. What had I missed??? I hope the chef gets the message in time, too, but honestly. Who wants to work for a company that sends an e-mail that you passed the drug test, and please be here at 6 am tomorrow? They need a new chef awfully fast and pretty bad. No thoughts that the person might need a day or two to prepare? Geez.
ReplyDeleteI don't recognize that butt, unless it's a Prairie Dog. Love those little guys. :)
Columbus, Montana? You're only going to be about 400 miles due south of us. C'mon up to Saskatchewan, Canada for a visit!
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PDD status indeed.
ReplyDeleteOh what a hoot. I sure hope they can find Leonard's correct phone number and give him the good news.
ReplyDeleteAnd it is even a paying gig! Oh well, I think I'd rather volunteer.....have fun tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I would take any job that starts at 6 AM.
ReplyDeleteThat is so funny!
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ReplyDeletealways nice to know that you cook good enough to be a chef...
ReplyDeleteGreat story! Poor Leonard wherever he is may miss out on his big opportunity - at least we know he's drug free.
ReplyDeleteYou really had me going for a minute.
ReplyDeleteNow that is the funniest story I've heard in awhile! :)
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on your new job and career!! What a funny story :-)
ReplyDeleteNever been to the North unit but sure loved visiting the South. I know what you mean by attempts to sell security systems. Also get a lot that want us to get a credit card with a lower rate. Sorry - we pay off every month giving us a 0% rate.
ReplyDeleteWow, then next thing is you'll have your own cooking show on the Food Channel!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with your attempt for the PDD Silver! :c)
Good to know I am not the only one who returns wrong number calls. :)
ReplyDeleteI like the woodchuck! or the prairie dog!
ReplyDeleteI gotta tell ya, Odd Essay is quite a cook! she made us some jalapeno and bacon shrimp when we were in Falcon State Park TX and they were WONDERFUL!!!!! She could be a chef!..you? no, you should never give up being our favorite "bird lady"...
ReplyDeleteLove that chubby little prairie dog photo!
ReplyDeleteMaybe they would have had a spot to park your rig. Probably do not get to see much wildlife being a chef:)
ReplyDeleteWell after looking at the grilled chicken send off dinner you did, I think you qualify for chef.
ReplyDeleteHilarious .... and better than the calls and emails I've been getting from the EconoLodge, claiming I stayed there last month, and could I please take a quick survey!
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