Fuck Corporate America

Yes, I got a job... finally. I have acquired a job at Ponderosa. Yes, a buffet/steak house. I found myself feeling so very overwhelmed today while filling out the pages upon pages of paperwork. First of all, I had to buy my own uniform (black pants, white button up shirt and "treadsafe" shoes... they provided me with a tie and a name tag... OH and let me not forget the hat). I find it somewhat unnecessary that I had to BUY these things... shouldn't this chain restaurant provide me with the "required" attire since they actually require it? Is this too much to ask. Seriously, should I really have to spend $50 of my own money-- while I am still actually unemployed-- in order to get a job? I think not. They definitely should provide this shit.

Getting on to the HAT subject... After buying all of my required pieces and filling out all of the fucking paperwork I am told that I will be forced to either wear a hat (which says PONDEROSA on the front) or dye my hair to a "natural color". WTF? Why did they hire me if they were unhappy with my hair color. AND can i state for a fact that my hair is black and a shade of red... it's not even fucking bright fire engine red or anything... just a shade of "semi-natural" red. This REALLY pissed me off. Maybe it shouldn't... but it fucking did.

I know, i know... i'm overreacting. Slightly. Most people do not understand why these types of things irritate and enrage me... I guess for the most part I get angry because I strive every day to be myself... to be true to myself and to not compromise for anyone... so when I get this job at a fucking BUFFET steak house I have to hide myself, I have to change myself in order to get $6.70 an hour. I suppose I shouldn't complain too much seeing as how i need a job but it really does bother me. I'm not cut out for corporate fucking america. I'm not cut out for food chains, especially ones in small towns for that matter. haha.

I guess this is enough of a ramble. Honestly, the job isn't that bad... i mostly just stand there at the front counter waiting for people to come in so i can take their money and watch them eat piles and piles of meat. UGH. The job will be fairly easy and i do in fact need some form of income. On a lighter/happier note, I am doing a painting for a friend and i am SUPER excited about it. :) I thank Tasha bunches and bunches for actually wanting to purchase a painting of my original art work. I can't wait to get started in the next couple of days. :)

I'll keep everyone posted on how the job goes and if i can actually stand to keep it. haha. Hope everyone is well and that I get to visit my friends soon. I need a night of drinking and smoking while standing on the street.

The Start of Everything

The last month has been a blur at this point and I am not really sure what to discuss. The shitty part of the last month is that I still do not have a job and I honestly do not know if I will be finding one during my lovely stay in this small town. The possibilities for employment are greatly limited and I find myself over qualified for most positions. I am hoping that I can at least do some freelance work while I am here. I am supposed to paint a room for a neighbor--but that has supposed to have happened for ... a month now.

Last Thursday I went to Lexington for a show that I couldnt miss. The Shondes were in town and I really have to admit that they are one of my favorite bands. Of course, I have A LOT of favorite bands people tell me. I do like a lot of bands but as I say "they are on different levels". SO, the show was fucking awesome and I was so excited to see them again. I took some pictures and I think they are going to put them in their blog. Which excites me even more. :)

I need to meditate more... on a regular basis. I need to figure out this Egyptian thing that Tucky and I have been discussing. If you are interested ... look in to Bast (or Bastet). There is some connection to her through me. Not really sure how to describe this.. or even talk about it... but could it be a form of reincarnation? It seems possible to me.

I need to trim my fingernails, it's really bothering me right now with all of this typing. I wanted to write a wonderful blog and talk about some deeper things but I think that will wait until later when I have actual privacy. I am in class as I write this and should probably be working on my Indesign projects. Brittany is sleeping under the table next to me... and I think that makes me angry since I would enjoy sleeping at this moment. I suppose she can get away with it because she has to work. whatever.

I feel bitter today.