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There Was a Small Problem at Work

So, without saying who they are, my boss has let me know what they truly think of me. The thing is, the only opinion of me that truly affects me is mine.

It went something like this:

A supervisor made a repeated, unfunny, disrespectful approach to me, as I came in to work each day, on time, clean and ready.

Addressing it with this particular manager got me ignored. Taking it one step higher, the gm “didn’t wanna hear it” and went full-pueracita los nina, before throwing me out like so much of yesterday’s garbage.

While I’m sure all sorts of special interest groups will be glad to know another white guy’s struggle has been hampered. So, congratulations. La Raza will be proud of your conquest of so great a target as me – the homeless white guy.

Haha. Enjoy the “victory.”

I have enough coming in my first check to rent a spot where I can work on and store my artwork.

All this did was help me dodge a bullet.

What do you think?

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Written by DonaldPennington

I finally fought off a years-long drug addiction and I am on my way to living some stories of my own.

 

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