Your prompt for #JusJoJan and my very first birthday-Stream-of-Consciousness-Saturday is: “icing on the cake.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the phrase “icing on the cake.”
I think of my job at Sobeys. When I first got hired at the bakery doing cakes “will be trained” I was ecstatic! I had bought my house with most of my settlement and had worked at a convenience store full time in the summers the first couple of years. then cleaned cottages. I was 61 yrs old, running out of money and getting scared when I saw the ad for cake decorator at Sobeys. I drove there in a snow storm to hand in my resume. A few days later I got an interview and got the job! OH man, was I happy!
It turned out the manager of the bakery wasn’t anywhere near as nice as the store owner who hired me. He was grouchy all the time and the cake queen was a bitch. They were awful. I stood my ground. One day I yelled at him, “You aren’t going to bully me out of this job!”
And one day I yelled at her “I’m here to help YOU! Tell me what to do to HELP YOU!”
He got a little better after that and she got WAY better when she found out I not only smoked pot but grew it and could sell her good pot at a bargain price. I would stick a 1/4 oz in my sock and we would exchange in the freezer, out of site of cameras. (It was illegal in those days.) After that, I was her best friend. A friend with weed is a friend indeed.
But the main story I thought of when I read ‘icing on the cake’ was about 2 months into my job, in which I was told I would be trained, they had not taught me any cake decorating or writing. I only did background, help-out work. One day my boss said nastily “You should be able to write on a cake by now.”
So my next day off I went to Walmart, got a cake decorating kit and went on YouTube to learn how to write on cakes. I put plastic wrap over a cutting board. I still have the photos here:
A job I was so happy to get and even happier to leave!