Today was a good day. I was in a fantastic mood all day long, and it resonated with my clients and my coworkers. I made people smile. I made a lot of money (for my company). I thought "well, this isnt so bad."
But today isnt like most days.. most days I deal with self centered hippy assholes, or country bigots who wait to talk to me with their jacked up teeth and bad breath because they dont want my black coworker to touch their computer. Or the fat families who are too lazy to learn a damn thing and take up my entire department with just 4 people's worth of lard and gravy stained shirts stretched to capacity.
I'm super fucking sick of this town. I was going to say "the South" but who knows, that might not be true. I've experienced only a small cross section of the South and maybe just maybe there's a place full of tolerant intelligent southerners where I might totally feel at home. But this isn't it. I have to dumb myself down every day just to be understood and it makes my brain scream at me.
So I'm moving. I'm moving back home. I'm not sure when, but its happening. I decided where I wanted to move and sent out emails to the management at all the stores in a 50 mile radius. Times are tough and positions are sparse but sooner or later people will realize WHAT A FUCKING CATCH I AM and fight for the chance to have me.
There's lots of part time positions available, but I cannot step down to part time. I need insurance, and I need to make ends meet.. Start saving for a future. I've got a phone interview for a full time spot tomorrow, its not in the department I want, but its in the store I'd prefer, so its not too bad. So long as I dont have to take a pay cut. Another store is going to try and "create" a position for me, thanks to numerous letters of recommendation from my supervisors and upper management.. so there is that.
Hopefully, I won't be here much longer. I dont know how much more hillbilly hell I can stand.
For those of you in the area, I will be throwing a huge party to send me off. I'll let you know.
But today isnt like most days.. most days I deal with self centered hippy assholes, or country bigots who wait to talk to me with their jacked up teeth and bad breath because they dont want my black coworker to touch their computer. Or the fat families who are too lazy to learn a damn thing and take up my entire department with just 4 people's worth of lard and gravy stained shirts stretched to capacity.
I'm super fucking sick of this town. I was going to say "the South" but who knows, that might not be true. I've experienced only a small cross section of the South and maybe just maybe there's a place full of tolerant intelligent southerners where I might totally feel at home. But this isn't it. I have to dumb myself down every day just to be understood and it makes my brain scream at me.
So I'm moving. I'm moving back home. I'm not sure when, but its happening. I decided where I wanted to move and sent out emails to the management at all the stores in a 50 mile radius. Times are tough and positions are sparse but sooner or later people will realize WHAT A FUCKING CATCH I AM and fight for the chance to have me.
There's lots of part time positions available, but I cannot step down to part time. I need insurance, and I need to make ends meet.. Start saving for a future. I've got a phone interview for a full time spot tomorrow, its not in the department I want, but its in the store I'd prefer, so its not too bad. So long as I dont have to take a pay cut. Another store is going to try and "create" a position for me, thanks to numerous letters of recommendation from my supervisors and upper management.. so there is that.
Hopefully, I won't be here much longer. I dont know how much more hillbilly hell I can stand.
For those of you in the area, I will be throwing a huge party to send me off. I'll let you know.
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mydogfarted:
I hope that party involves setting the locals on fire.
mildots:
We will miss you *plays dueling banjo's*