Job from HELL

Evening Peeps!

Sorry that I didn't make a post yesterday. I went to see a movie on campus with some friends. I totally recommend seeing Big Hero 6 if you enjoy Disney ripping your heartstrings out and then sowing you up with humor. Damn you Disney and your stupid EXTREMELY sad movies. All in all, it was a terrific movie. (PS: not a plug for Disney or the movie, just saying.) Plus I had a butt-ton of homework that I was doing through the day. I still have to finish up my recreation of a master's painting. I fudged up on the proportions on one half of the face. Now it looks like a Picasso piece instead of a Renoir piece. FML. Check it out on my Instagram.

Anyways, back to the lessons at hand. Today I am going to talk about how my part-time job is a living hell. I know I live in America and our lovely motto to life is to struggle our way to the top from the bottom. Well, that is just a wonderful philosophy to live by. (Can you feel the sarcasm?) Don't get me wrong, I do believe that you have to learn what real struggles are like and how to build yourself up. But Americans push that motto to the extreme. Do we really have to kill ourselves over a job and life that we are unhappy with? Is that really living? Or are you just feeding the corporation machines that are turning us all into drones? I refuse to think that our way of life is that terminal. We fight about our rights for health care, equal rights for every race, gender, sexual orientation; food, money, governmental assistance, and well being. How can you have a happy and healthy nation when so many are crying every night because there is no food in the fridge, or money for your kid's birthday present, which was spent on paying rent. Think about it. Re we a nation of happy people, or only the few are happy while the majority are suffering in one shape or another.
This brings me to my struggles. I am working for a big name corporation that takes its workers for granted. I am only 21 and I already am pushing my body to the limits with this job. It isn't like I am not strong or have a real hard time with day to day activities. No, it is just over time I have been noticing more strain on my muscles and bones that I have never felt before. And this isn't the good pain that you feel after a good work out or a long day of exploring. It is the pain that is telling you that you need to stop this activity or else it is going to be a permanent problem. I may sound like a little b***h, but I know that I am not the only one out there that is suffering for a job that they don't even like. Like come on, I am going to school to be an artist and make people smile with my work. I am not working at a deli for the rest of my life and dealing with people and a corporation that doesn't care. If they don't care neither do I. I have given too much of my free time worrying about money and when will I be able to do homework or create something new. If it wasn't for my stupid car payments, I would have quit a long time ago. I am not going to be stuck in a place that makes me unhappy. That is way I am going to school. To do something I love and be free. Isn't that America's foundations? Work to be happy and free, not depressed and caged. Our way of like reminds me of the Colonial days before the Revolutionary War. I am also not trying to say that a "revolution" is going to be happening soon. But we do have to take a step up and look at what we have created. Is it a piece of beauty, or a piece of horror? Food for thought.
In the mean time I just have to keep moving forward and reminding myself that I have one year left until my degree is in my hand and I can say F-YOU to my tool bag of a job. Of course I am going to need another part-time job in between clients and projects, unless I land a position as an illustrator at some studio. Dreams *sparkle sparkle*. But that part-time job will be something that don't require my full attention. So until my graduation, I will probably still complain about my piece of crap job and how it sucks. And probably complain about the struggles of finding clients and projects to do. Just warning you.

So, that kind of turned a little political. Welcome the inner workings of my mind. Sometimes I will hit you where it hurts and we will clash heads. That is completely fine with me. I welcome different views and opinions. Please feel free to share your thoughts and experiences. I love hearing about them.

I have a question for you: What kind of stuff should I talk about in future posts?
I have a list of what I am going to be talking about for like 4 more posts. Any suggestions are wonderful! Let's make a deal. First three suggestions will get a doodle of their choice of subject for a prize. ^.^

Until next time,
Suzanna



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