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So in my quest for a job i've realized something which most people realized a long time ago. I was totally lied to as a child! Aside from the whole Christopher Columbus nonsense. That whole don't judge a book by its cover, it's not who you know its what you know. All crap. Crap Crap Crap. You are judged every minute of everyday and if you don't fit into the mainstream your screwed, and you can be the dumbest bohunk in the bunch but if you know the right person you can best be sure your gunna be sitting pretty.
And unfortunately I am a stubborn old pack mule of a women who refuses to follow the rules. As far as I can tell sucking it up and playing the game hasn't made anyone I know happy unless of course you've met the right people and are now living in a posh pad in Maui. This all stems from yesterdays job interview were I flat out refused to wear a business suit. I have them. In my closet. Several of them. I detest loath and despise them. Everytime I put one on its like a part of my soul is being leeched out. This is not to say that I looked like a bum oh no I looked quite nice actually.
I have realized that I'm sick of jumping onto the another cog in the clock work of corporate america clock. I looked around at all the people in the office and all of them were looking uncomfortable in business suits in the 90 degree heat in an office where the ac hadn't quite reached them. I was the only one wearing wine colored pants. I was the only one with a nose peircing and I was the only one who didn't look like they were going to commmit hari kari because of the tension and the heat. And in all honesty by the time I got to the office I didn't give a shit. The interviewer had given me the wrong address luckily the place I went to gave me the correct one. They didn't have me fill out W2s so I figured whatever guess this place wants you to follow the rules. Then the lady called me back this morning.
At this point i'm sick of playing games with people. I'm sick of playing by the new york rules. And I am completely over putting up with peoples bullying just because they're my superior. Just because you get paid 80K a year doesn't mean you can make me feel like less of a person. Either deal with me as I am or medicate me.
And unfortunately I am a stubborn old pack mule of a women who refuses to follow the rules. As far as I can tell sucking it up and playing the game hasn't made anyone I know happy unless of course you've met the right people and are now living in a posh pad in Maui. This all stems from yesterdays job interview were I flat out refused to wear a business suit. I have them. In my closet. Several of them. I detest loath and despise them. Everytime I put one on its like a part of my soul is being leeched out. This is not to say that I looked like a bum oh no I looked quite nice actually.
I have realized that I'm sick of jumping onto the another cog in the clock work of corporate america clock. I looked around at all the people in the office and all of them were looking uncomfortable in business suits in the 90 degree heat in an office where the ac hadn't quite reached them. I was the only one wearing wine colored pants. I was the only one with a nose peircing and I was the only one who didn't look like they were going to commmit hari kari because of the tension and the heat. And in all honesty by the time I got to the office I didn't give a shit. The interviewer had given me the wrong address luckily the place I went to gave me the correct one. They didn't have me fill out W2s so I figured whatever guess this place wants you to follow the rules. Then the lady called me back this morning.
At this point i'm sick of playing games with people. I'm sick of playing by the new york rules. And I am completely over putting up with peoples bullying just because they're my superior. Just because you get paid 80K a year doesn't mean you can make me feel like less of a person. Either deal with me as I am or medicate me.