i jumped up,
threw on my clothes,
and ran out the door.
thank god i ironed my outfit last night.
and black and white nike dunks.
accessorized with a few bracelets.
my day was already starting out to be “one of those days”.
thank god the office was close.
i had no choice but to take cab.
when i arrived,
i signed in and sat down.
the crowd was mixed of black and spanish.
some older folks,
and no one of interest.
no one remotely attractive besides me.
i can have a cocky moment once in a while.
they brought us in a room and made us watch a boring ass video.
i played candy crush most off the time.
i can’t even begin to tell you what was said.
after we were done,
we had to wait in the waiting room to be called by our recruiters.
the waiting room tho…
this young chick decided to blast meek mill’s entire album from her phone.
i wanted to take the phone,
and shove it down her throat.
some fat dude decided he wanted to eat a egg and cheese sandwich.
this african dude decided he wanted to yell at someone on his phone in his language.
hood chicks lip smackin’ about their relationship woes.
hood niggas i swear…
“how long have you been outta work?” this older lady who sat next to me asked.
“about a year and some change.”
“wow this economy i tell ya…”
she told me about why she was fired from her job.
“laid off” is what they told her.
she also felt the new boss had it out for her.
i started sharing my story,
but i was next to go in.
this fat bitch with purple hair treated me like some number.
she was also very rude too.
i tried to throw some jokes,
ya know charm the bitch a little,
and she just wasn’t having it.
she threw some job searches at me,
told me contact them,
and if i had any questions to call her.
bitch i ain’t callin u.
none of the jobs on that sheet remotely were of interest.
some job upstate that would be a bitch to get too?
was she crazy?
i got up and as i was leaving,
the lady who was sitting next to me was coming in.
she started saying something to me when fat purple bitch said:
“um can you take this conversation somewhere else?”
“BITCH WTF DID YOU JUST SAY????????”
i tried my damndest not to show my “color” today.
“you’ll be okay”, i said outloud with heavy attitude,
before huggin’ the lady and making my exit.
when i walked outside,
i couldn’t help but wonder about where my life has gone.
two years ago i was working at a job i loved,
making good money,
and no cares in the world.
today i was treated like a hood rat,
forced to listen to meek mill,
and given shit that my skills and qualifications are way past.
instead of feeling sad,
i felt more empowered and motivated than anything.
this is not my final destination.
i want to try my hardest not to see that fat purple bitch again.
it’s about to inspire my next entry in a few minutes too…