posted on Jun, 19 2009 @ 06:07 PM
Unemployed, broke, in debt and not sure what to do about it.
I loathe, I abhor, I absolutely HATE working for corporations. The politically correct brainwashing into a numb and mindless automaton just disgusts
Speak you opinion at work? Get fired. Let the F-word slip? Get fired. Geez, what the big deal over a word is is beyond me, how it offends so much.
It's just a word, but whatever.
I went to the Cheesecake Factory yesterday to apply for a prep cook or dishwasher job. I walked in, there was a table with clipboards with
applications on them, so I picked one up and started to go sit down. The guy behind the table got all pissed off, told me I couldn't fill out the
application until I had read a piece of paper detailing all the crap you have to put up with just to get a job there and actually MADE me give him
back the application until I had read the paper. I couldn't hold the app until I was done reading, no way, that was just too much, I didn't follow
the rules. I was happy when I walked in, it took this guy ten seconds to piss me off.
I filled out the app, tossed it on his table and walked out. Screw that attitude. Is that what I would have to put up with for a lousy 8 buck a
I like what is left of my mind, and would like to keep it. I don't know how to play the idiotic game anymore, this political correctness has gotten
out of hand. One cannot say or do anything without offending someone, somehow. I have little need to go out and meet anyone these days because the
brainwashing has gotten in so deep that people can't seem to see anything. I'm no genius, no great person with super powers or some crap, I'm just
a normal Joe, so to speak. But the people I meet are so dumbed down I have a hard time out there in public anymore and it is the same in the
workplace. I don't get the attitude that the corporation is a good thing - work all your life for them to die in debt. What a life.
All while the fat cats ride in Lear jets, sipping champagne while he makes one or two decisions a week and spends most of his time making millions
while playing golf in some exotic place.
Heck, If I could go off and just grow food, I'd be happy. To hell with the real world. At this point in my life, to hell with money, to hell with my
debts, to hell with this so called reality. Give me a cave and some land to grow food on. I'll figure out how to survive. IF I fail, I'll die, my
way. I'd probably get arrested for doing that though. Must be a slew of laws against that.