Tuesday

I am working on getting rid of stuff that belonged to the queen mum today. It always makes me emotional and today angry. I believe what happened at the nursing home has traumatized me, and I still wear my grief like a second skin.  Today I am looking through the stuff that was in her desk. Everything we could never find so we bought another was in that  drawer. Now I have 4 staplers, 3 measuring tapes, 6 pairs of scissors and more pens that I want to count, and push pins and rubber bands and on and on it goes. I have had a couple of people give me suggestions on getting a  job. Like I don’t know to look in the newspaper, I hate it when someones suggests the obvious to me.  In my heart I know these suggestions come from a place of love and yet it makes me mad because neither one of them has worked a low paying job in forty years.  They have no idea what it is like being an itinerant worker these days. I was so surprised how  cruel women can be in the workplace. I still have no idea why they didn’t like me and  decided to make my working life miserable, no sisterhood working there. And don’t get me started about ageism in the workplace. I see another box to go through, it looks like kitchen stuff, oh good just want I need  another potato peeler.

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Buzzy Donahue

I grew up in San Francisco in the 60's. I lived in a world of sex, drugs and rock and roll. After a long stretch working on my tan I have joyfully found my way back to radio. Because you can't fight it; when it's in your blood. I play music on KPTZ.org.

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  1. Dear Buzzy, My father left this planet 24 years ago. I still have not bought one nail, screw, staple, paper clip,most envelopes, tools of all kinds and my most dearest, his entire rock collection of 55 years. My mother left 6 years ago and I will have band aids and gauze and tape for years to come. There are also many treasures I have, mainly family photos. Also, my mother wrote, so I have beautiful poems to treasure and comfort me. At first it is almost impossible; I am still going through some boxes.Try to do it when you feel strong. There is no hurry. I carry both my parents in my heart, right where they gave it a beat!! Sincerely, from the past, Gail Moscoso

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