My Fantastic Résumé

In my first job, I was a garbage man, or more appropriately a Garbage-Boy. My job was to take out the garbage. A task assigned to me because none of my brothers and sisters wanted to do it. But I enjoyed being a Garbage-Boy, because it made me feel needed and gave me a sense of purpose.

My older brothers were also kind enough to let me take over the job of mowing the lawn. So naturally I became a Lawnmower-Boy. A job I dearly loved.

It was at this time that I got my first taste of helping people. I joined the #CubScouts and had the opportunity to help a few old ladies cross the street. So, I think it’s safe to say, I was also a Cub-Scout-Boy.

In my next job, I was a Shoeshine-Boy. My father was in the restaurant business and had a magazine shop with a shoeshine stand adjacent to his restaurant. I loved shining shoes and was darned good at it.

When I was out of school in the summer, my dad got me a job with my Civil Engineer grandfather cutting trail in #TheAtchafalayaSwamp was very hot, wet, hard work, with millions of #mosquitoes but what the heck! I was a Trail-Cutter-Boy, and believe it or not, I did love cutting trail.

I moved on to becoming a Peanut-Salesman-Boy at the local college football games. But I must admit I was not crazy about being a Peanut-Salesman-Boy because I never really got to watch the games.

When the weather got much colder, I was doing such a great job of selling peanuts that I was promoted to the position of selling hot chocolate. I loved being a Hot-Chocolate-Salesman-Boy until I got fired for spilling a tray of hot chocolate on several, very unfriendly, home team fans. Suddenly! I was an Unemployed-Hot-Chocolate-Salesman-Boy with a small chance of ever getting my job back.

After a couple of weeks of being unemployed, the gentleman my father hired to wash dishes and mop floors got tired of washing dishes and mopping floors and walked off the job. (Lucky for me!) that was the day my dual career as a Dish-Washer-Boy and Floor-Mopper-Boy in my father’s restaurant began. I will always be thankful to that gentleman for walking off the job. And most of all to my Dad, for providing me with the unique opportunity to wash dishes and mop floors. My dear sweet Dad told me the job of being a Dish-Washer-Boy and Floor-Mopper-Boy would teach me humility and cleanliness (and if I put my heart into it) this would be a valuable lesson, which would build character and a positive attitude. And he added, in his humble opinion #Attitude is Everything

Attitude is Everything! 

My dear sweet Dad went on to tell me (with God’s help and a good positive attitude) I could do my part to make this world a better place to live in! And best of all (with God’s help and a good positive attitude) I could help other people have a good positive attitude so they could go out and make this world a better place to live in!

So, let’s all go out and do our part to make this world a better place to live in!

Pardon my asking if you are aware of the term #PoeticLicense which may be defined as: “A Writers Privilege to Depart from an Expected Standard by Ignoring Some Minor Requirements of Grammar.”

My type definition! And needless to say, I love Poetic License and have embraced this principal since I became an Author Blogger.

So, whatever you do, don’t be intimidated by my accomplishments and think I am over-qualified to help you. And if you’re wondering why I’m so anxious to be of help, well in my humble opinion if you are still reading My Fantastic Résumé, you definitely need Help!

Dr Phil D Mayers, Author blogger
gratefultummybooks.com

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