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.