The Language of McDonald's

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The most frustrating thing a person can do is go job hunting. Not because working sucks, which the working- and most of the middle-class probably already know, but because it's irritating, tedious, and the biggest charade on the planet. You may be completely qualified for a job, and not get it. Not only that but when you interview and follow-up and all the other steps that make up this dance, it still doesn't guarentee anything. Add to the fact that I live 30 miles from the city I'm looking for work in, and you have one hell of a headache.

I suffer from what is called "being a white person." To those that don't have my disease. it may sound like nothing.. Perhaps I'm over-reacting, but I don't think so. See I recently moved to a city whose general popullation is hispanic. Problem, I don't speak very much spanish. I can say hello, goodbye, you suck, the usual stuff, but I can't say "may I take your order?" Not that I'm looking for fast food job, but you probably get the jist.

Now, do you think I let my skin disabilty keep me down??!?!??!?!? NO!!!

I have applied for over a hundred jobs, been through a dozen interviews that ended on a good note. Am I employed??? NO. I have a decent amount of experience, and I keep my weirder side on paper, so I have no idea what else to do here.

I guess the best course of action is to just keep on keepin' on.

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