Read my first ever blog post about a man who disrespected me and a sandwich.
I never thought that after spending fourteen years in grade school (pre-school and kindergarten included) and four years at university (Go Dawgs!) that I would end up in an entry-level position (no undergrad degree required) with my parents and little sister as roommates. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job (despite my throbbing feet after every shift) and my family, but ending up with a job where my college degree is irrelevant is not ideal for any college graduate (though not uncommon nowadays).
While I was working the other day, someone definitely put me in my place and, admittedly, made me feel a little crappy about myself. I work front desk at a hotel. Like I said, I love my job, and I’ve always wanted to own a hotel, so I’m taking baby steps and doing my time at the bottom. Anyway, this man came up to the front desk. He had a meeting with someone in our sales department. When the person he was meeting came to the front, he looked at me while he was walking away, started laughing, and said “Go make me a sandwich.” Umm…excuse me? I am not your maid, your wife, your kid, your anything. This was the first time I ever felt degraded while working in my current position, and probably not the last. But now I just try to laugh at the situation. He probably shouldn’t trust me to make his sandwich anyway..