People say I'm a siddity little rich girl because I like nice things. No! I just like the finer things in life. If I got it, why not flaunt it? There's a difference between being rich and having some money and knowing how to shop. Ignorance is bliss. Have you had your shot of "hate" this morning?

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Corporate America.

I woke up this morning with an entirely different mindset. I'm not sure if it was the whole 2010, new year, new things kinda feeling. But fuck it!! I had something on my mind that I needed to make a reality. I have a job. Some would say that it's a very good one. I get TONS of perks. And ultimately, I would feel kinda sad if I had to leave. The people here-- AMAZING. My staffing agency? THE WORSE!!!! Through the Limited Brands branch, my agency has maybe about 15-25 employees. Out of all those employees we have ONE floater. A floater is someone that handles the other sites when someone is out. Meaning, only one person can be out at a time. Can we say unfair! God forbid if there's an emergency and someone can't come to work. That's their ass because ummmm, the ONLY floater is covering someone else. It clearly is because they don't have it in their budget to hire someone else. But regardless of the fact they need to sit down and figure out how to cut costs. It's really unfair for employees to have to miss out on doctor's appointments, or vacation because they can't get someone to cover you. And it's not like people are asking for days off 2 days in advance, WEEKS in advance this crap is happening! To make matters worse, we literally only get 5 holidays off in a year. So every other day...we are HERE. We work Christmas Eve, New Years Eve...UNTIL 5:30 PM!!!!! HELLLLOOOO, who the fuck is actually working until that time???

So I came up with a conclusion. After putting all my cards out on the table and switching them around a little...I realized it was time for change. I've been here for almost 7 months (the same amount of time the last receptionist was here) and needless to say...the 7 month syndrome is kicking in with a vengeance. I am starting to notice every little thing that bothers me. I am starting to get VERY annoyed with people's faces and most importantly I am NOT fancying ANYBODY'S attitude here. So craigslist has become my friend. We have created and established a BOND that will NOT be broken until I am satisfied. I work well with my peers and the surrounding employees and the free stuff is amazing (which won't be a problem once I leave if i continue to stay in touch). But I really feel like I need something that...A. Pays more money. B. Closer to home. C. A lot more flexible. Ideally, I would love to work from 10 am. Or even 9:30. My experience can get me just about any reasonable job I want. There is absolutely NO room for growth here. And I kinda feel like a peasant in the cotton fields. NOT WORKING FOR LA HUN!

Throughout my thought process I started to get a few ignorant (but EXTREMELY truthful) thoughts in my head. And I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to have a black FEMALE boss. Let me explain before ya'll think I'm playing the race card. Sistas know the struggle and they are well aware of what you go through. Ok, I know I'm sounding ignorant. But if I had a boss from the Bronx or Brooklyn who was cool as shit....I would actually enjoy going to work and communicating with her. Yes, we would still have a professional relationship but how cool would it be to file her papers and talk about your bf or something. Situations like that, will NOT be taken advantage of. Like I wish craigslist had a "Black Boss" section under their postings. I'll even go with a hispanic female. Someone who is madd cool. Who has a friendly relationship with their employers as well as a professional one. So far, from my experience....the white male....NO GO! They are usually sexist, racist, unfair...umm I can go on for days. Overall, I think I've made up my mind. I may be leaving something good and going to something GREAT!! I would definitely rather get paid more then get lotion. I have lotion to last me until I die. I don't want to regret this...So I'll play it smart. I won't make ANY moves until I have a back-up. But my 2 weeks resignation letter is going to be LOVELY!

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