“Wait!! Are you serious? Are you afraid? Omg!! I couldn’t!” These are the questions that my friends and associates are asking me. The answer to those questions are yes, no and you couldn’t because you’re not me. Since the pandemic, I’ve been able to freelance. Due to the changes happening at work. I’m still working at the salon. It’s just not as much. So…..
I’ve worked for a publisher, a major blogger, worked a few acting gigs and many other jobs. I went from having one job that I worked insane hours. Doing a bunch of ridiculous and tedious stuff. Today I have about five jobs and I control my own schedule. I still have time to focus on the good. I’m talking about me. The only thing is when the alarm goes off. I have to look at what I’m doing for the day. Sometimes I completely forget, I know that I’m supposed to do something. I never remember where. Unless, it’s at the funeral home.
Yes! I said funeral home! The few questions that I’ve mentioned is pertaining to this. I’ve had some of the best days working there. You get to learn so much. I have relatives that are in the business. I offered to help out whenever I can. They even asked if I was afraid. As sick and twisted as, my humor is. I’m going to be just fine. I’ve cracked a few jokes at a few services. I was much younger then. Today, I wouldn’t think that I would be standing representing a funeral home. Also, I wouldn’t think that I’d become more sympathetic to total strangers.
It’s not a scary thing at all. The person is deceased and can’t do anything. They just look a little bit different. What people should be afraid of is…. If any drama happens during a service. What if a huge secret gets out when a mourner is making a speech? What if the husband had a secret affair with another man? Meanwhile he’s a preacher with a wife and family. I do the administrative stuff and help out with the services. Everything runs so smoothly. Of course, they’ll be other behind the scenes stuff. It’s like every other job… Someone is late or absent. I’m talking about employees calling out. I’m not talking about the deceased. They’re already late and absent. Don’t mind me! Other than that, it’s a great place to work. It’s a happy environment and I enjoy the travel getting there. I’ll be there a few days a week.
When I’m suited up in the all black and tie. That’s what’s going on for the day. I’m not working at Bloomingdales or Saks Fifth Avenue. Those days have long sailed. Screw you Urban Outfitters!!! They didn’t do anything to me. I just look back and realize that, it’s with saying that. I’ll talk about that one day.