life is a highway

  Life is one big learning experience. We’ve all had the wonderful opportunity to learn from both good and bad experiences. Ideally, the good experiences would only exist in life but we really wouldn’t learn anything, would we?  We wouldn’t be living if we didn’t make any mistakes. Actually the day that karma stops existing is the day we all squeeze through to heaven and that’s not an easy feat. As my favorite saying goes, “You live and you learn”.

  I remember when I was at the ripe, old age of 18. I got my first job at Burger King. I was so proud of myself, until I realized It was mandatory that I wore a visor to work. On top of that I had to attempt to wear my hair weave up which was annoying because it was glued down to my head and was supposed to STAY down. I was working against my hair and you could tell!!! Oh, how I miss those old fake wearing hair days! I wasn’t a fan of the uniforms either. I am not a fan of uniforms in general. I felt like I was walking around in pants from the 1980’s and of course, the manager sticks me in the front where I suffered from anxiety whenever I saw someone remotely familiar. It was also pretty hot working so close to the fries. Sometimes I’d look like a panda bear by the end of my shift because my makeup was melting. A few weeks in and I devised a plan to leave. I ended up telling the manager I was moving….I just forgot to tell him that I was actually just moving on! I learned that the fast food restaurant wasn’t for me and that they didn’t pay me nearly enough to look like a 1980’s pants wearing, weave exposed, panda bear.

  The next job I found was at a bar. A strip bar. I didn’t plan it. My friend, Tom and I were driving around and I saw a sign that was probably up for years, advertising a waitressing position. I was curious, especially Tom since he was basically a virgin, so we stopped in. I got a job offer on the spot and next thing you know I’m taking my clothes off. What can I say? I was young, wild, and FREE. I thought it was great and it really was until a few years down the road when I started feeling stuck. What the heck happened? Most of my old classmates were graduating college and stabilizing their lives. I guess time flies when you’re having fun. TOO much fun. I started drinking, smoking and just feeling hopeless. I needed a change. I didn’t feel like dancing to the same old tune anymore. So, I hung up my shoes…like two or three times.

  I found another job at a martini bar as a cocktail waitress, while I was working at the dance club. I decided to keep the waitressing job and start a normal life again. The only bad thing about that was the money part. I wasn’t making nearly as much since I only worked weekends, but that was a good thing I guess because it prompted me to go back to school. I found motivation. Where the heck were you a few years ago!!?? Of course, Rome wasn’t built in a day, but I eventually managed to get my cosmetology license after trying a few other options at the local community college. Now I can proudly say, I am successful in a way. Of course, I am still working on myself, so who knows what is in the cards for me now. All I know is I will never look back. I hope to just keep moving forward and be the best I can be and keep learning!

No freedom my friends

No identity

the message that it sends

is obesity

I am a small fry

in this corporation

I'm just a little guy

in this operation

 so lets fire it up

since I'm workin to eat

time to eat it up 

reheat it up

minimum wage 

thats the pay

whats your age?

they won't say nay

a crook, a scam

is that what I am?

its burger king

doin that burger thing