Saturday, September 18, 2010

Been preoccupied because for some god awful reason, I got a ‘real job’ that was entry level and even though it had a fancy title, ‘director of new business PR’ it was a royal shit job. A big, huge, anonymous company where one could work there for 20 years and get fired out of the blue and no one would miss you.

Woke up at 6am everyday only to be accosted by middle aged men that assumed grabbing my ass was perfectly okay every time I walked by. After the 1st week I had a black and blue ass.

Fetching someone’s coffee and doing busy work is not a life well lived. An honest living! It’s totally, utterly dishonest to lie to yourself every day that this sort of life is okay. Even the slightest bit okay.

So I did what I thought I would. I caught the eye of the chairman of the board and now have a new man. It was his choice to have me quit, in case it ‘raised any eyebrows.’

I was so over the job I readily agreed. Perhaps I could explore a career in a different light, like hooking? Maybe S&M? I kid, I kid, maybe. Nothing has the thrill that sex does but when you make it a career…..well it’s not really looked well upon. So what’s a girl to do when her one passion of lust and sex is looked down on by the rest of the world and her young interests lack everywhere else?

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