Disclaimer:  this is purely for entertainment value only; if you are easily offended by standards, then this is not the post for you.  And yes, no one takes Linkedin that seriously.

Experience:

March 2020- present:  My duties for DoorDash is to pick up customer's food orders from the restaurant, and deliver they're food.

Dec 2018-Feb 2020  1 yr 3 mos   My duties at {popular brand name} furniture was to sell to customer's, meet weekly and monthly sales goals, order customer's furniture, schedule customer's deliverie's, anwsering phone calls.

Sunday is my only "day off" and by that I mean catching up with chores around the yard and house if I'm not being comandeered into working on the rental properties, etc.   The day before,  I spent most of the day hauling firewood and stacking it for the winter.  So Sunday I"m washing my hair, not dressed, in my pjs, and I hear this woman's voice saying "helloooo?" coming from the INSIDE of my house.

Backstory:  Chef (biodad to three now grown kids) dropped the rope years ago after they all PASed out one by one.

Chef (and to a lesser extent I):

Went to their games and school plays all the while getting the stink eye from the Girhippo's (HCGUBM) "community"   Town population just over 5k--the Gir was born and bred there.

Went to teacher meetings, school administration meetings where Chef was told that as the NCP, his opinions "didn't count" and that the CP would always have the final say.

Was denied medical and health information... ALWAYS.

So to update to my latest post on Chef just ordering a hard to find locally part from a dodgy website (still haven't received the tracking number since 8/10 after promise of delivery in 5-7 biz days)  I had scheduled for a new plow to be installed weeks ago on 8/26.   He is still down his work van because of not receiving this part.  Wouldn't you know Chef texts me and asks me to "reschedule the plow install" as he has too many things going blah blah.