Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Something's got to give.

I had a lot of thoughts last Friday, ranging from the personal to the national levels, that got me thinking that something's got to give. I know that "you've got to do what you've got to do" to support yourself, or especially your family if you have one, but where do you draw the line? I needed the job, but by working where I work, I almost feel like I'm supporting eroding wages. I hate how most people these days are happy to settle for slave wages, as if it has always been and always will be the norm. Some of these people are the same people who believe the bullshit being spewed from Talk Radio and Fox News, are angry at the wrong people, and elect the very people who are fucking them in the ass who are backed by the people who they should really be angry with. It's like, "Who cares if the people who are employing me are screwing me? American Idol is on!" Some people, like in Wisconsin, have woken up, but I wonder what it will take to wake the rest of the people up? If I were a much more charismatic person, I'd probably run for office and whip everyone up into a Populist frenzy. I'd possibly even run as a Republican, making Republican campaign promises, and then vote way Left when I actually get to office.

Due to my Auditory Processing Disorder, there are times when I really feel like screaming because I can't find the words that properly describe my thoughts or feelings, especially when the person I'm talking to seems to be having a different conversation from the one I thought I was having. I had a really frustrating conversation with my mom about the fact that I have this Saturday off because I wanted to go to my favorite theater's midnight showing of The Dark Knight. It started when my mom mentioned that she didn't know I was off today, and I told her that I had today and Thursday off, along with Saturday. Then she said, "Well, working is more important than a movie." As usual, wires got crossed, and we somehow got to talking about two different things. My taking Saturday off is really is about a lot more than just "going to a movie," the best way I can describe it is that it's about having some kind of work/life balance, a kind of "mental health day", though what I'm really thinking is much grander in scale. I don't know what she's thinking, but it's not like I'm calling in sick that day. I put in the time off request last month, the day has been approved, and there's not much I can do about it. If I try going in to work that day, the time clock won't let me clock in because it will just tell me that I'm not scheduled to come in that day. When I made the time off request, I figured that they would let me have that day off and have me work on one of my usual off days, rather than giving it to me along with my regular two days off, making a total of three days off. She also said, "You're gonna have to get used to workin', we won't be here forever." What am I really working for, anyway? I don't have a family to support, and with the way my social life and work schedule is going, it looks like I won't have to worry about it anytime soon. I figure that if I keep going on my current path, I'm probably going to end up living in a shack in the woods, and dying a lonely old hermit. The only thing I'm currently working for is my car, the same one that I've mentioned before that I almost sold two years ago, only to be talked out of it by my parents. I surely don't own that car, the car owns ME! I kind of need a car since I live too far from anywhere NOT to drive. I'll be glad when that s.o.b. is paid off next March.

The video is "Where Do Ya Draw The Line?" by Dead Kennedys.

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