26 October 2014
Sunday
Yet
another example of Nannyland ineptitude
Lunch
has been served and duly eaten. A sandwich, three slices of ham lunch
meat and one piece of American cheese (which has never been milk in
its entire existance, hence the misnomer of cheese). A small cup of
three bean marinated salad, and a small cup of chunks of pineapple
round out the meal. There was no soup. A packet of crackers was
included in the condiments, but there was no soup. A lunch often is
compromised of soup and sandwich, except here at Nannyland where
everything is tempered by the mantra of “Save a penny whatever the
result”.
I have
been here too long. I remember the day about year ago when as many
of the residents were gathered in the first floor dayroom for a
meeting with the new kitchen director, a woman who came on board this
floundering ship of warehousing and greif. The company had let its
former kitchen staff go and hired on a new company to deliver the
food services, Sydexo. The plan was decietful in its practice in that
the former employees were all rehired as Sydexo employees. This has
been done by many organizations I order to make even greater savings
than could be achieved than before. Often the pay or benefits are
diminished of the old, rehired employees. In the end the employees
are the ones who endup hurting as a reasult of this kind of
skulduggery. But to the larger organization the attractiveness is the
promixe of a significant cost savings. This sort of business
switching has gone on across the country, most recently in the state
of Michigan's Prisons. Which have been in the news quite a bit
recently for the employees of the food service company caught
bringing contraband into the prisons, having sexual relations with
peisoners on site, serving tainted meat and other raw food stores
found to be infested with maggots.
Most
often the efforts to save money end up harming the original
recipients of the service being pruned.
During
that meeting years ago we, the residents, were told that there would
be soup served every day, homemade soups, not out of a can. My
initial thought went to the prisoners of the German Third Reich,
whose meals often were nothing more than thin, watery soups of
dubious background, many times bearing naught of a vegetable or meat
ingredient. Then I thought of all the commercial canned soups that
are needlessly thickened with wheat flour, that I can't eat. So,
although I greeted this homemade soup everyday announcement with
guarded acceptance, I took a “Show me” attitude.
So far
the 'soup a day' promise has been carried through about two or three
days a week. The variety shows little imagination as the same
varieties rotate through chicken noodle, cream of musroom or cream of
broccoli, minestrone (which looks surprisingly as if made from
leftover veggies served earlier in the week), and tomato soup. There
never is any black bean soup, white bean soup also known as Senate
Bean Soup, even seasonal specialties like squash soup , or even
pumpkin soup. Due to these vagaries I tend to disbelieve the homemade
soup designation. It was probably a bit of hyperbole lifted from the
pracise of American deciet and public relations.
Its a
nice clear, sunny autumn day. I can see it out my window. Just the
kind of day for a big draught of hearty homemade soup. I got the
crackers served on my tray, but the soup has come up missing. The
CENA made two calls to the kitchen. One said the soup was chicken
noodle. They must have decided that I couldn't eat it due to the
noodles, Ihave told them before that I can drink the soup from the
bowl leaving the noodles behind. The next call resulted in no soup.
Yet
another nice day made a little more unbearable by someone making
decisions for me that limit my expeiences. Just another day in
Nannyland, sigh!
And
they call this caretaking.
Thanks for stopping by the blog John. I appreciate the input on the e-reader.
ReplyDeleteI wish you the best going forward. It sounds like you have had a long, tough road.
Irish
Hi John. I just wanted to see if you were checking your blog.
ReplyDeleteIrish
I really must get back to this rag sheet. I grew despondent about the lack of responses, then got caught up in Facebook. I found many more known respondents there, but the format is too constricting toward the group sense. Plus FB's style of input is too peculiar ( no use of returns to start a new paragraph, guess I want to say more than the Twitter style).
DeleteI see now that I can share my more elaborate posts directly to FB. Perhaps I'll use both platforms.
John
Glad to see you checked back. Stop over more often if you like.
DeleteI haven't purchased an e-reader yet but I thank you for your input when you commmented. I am adding you to the blog roll so you may see some hits.
Irish