My first painting.

My first painting.

Friday, April 1, 2011

I have Tattoos but I need a job. Damn it.

I live in the south and as if that wasn't punishment enough I must deal with the daily ridicule of having a few tattoos.  It makes no sense to me, if an old Navy man has an anchor on his arm it's totally okay but just because I haven't fought a war I can't have a tattoo.  Hmmm???  Contradictory much?  I am a good person, I leave a penny instead of taking one, I always let people pull out in front of me while driving, I hold doors open for people at the grocery store, I take in stray animals and the occasional couch surfing friend.  I am nice damn it.  I have worked in the customer service industry since I was 16 years old and consider myself an asset to any job I have.  Unfortunately a few tattoos have some employers concerned about my work capabilities.  Did the ink soak in and make me dumb?  It's not like it says fuck off on my forehead.  I have a few tastefully placed tattoos but you would think that I murdered a family of four and ate their dog or something.  I didn't, just for the record.   My last job was in management at a busy restaurant and I loved it and I was good at it.  Tattoos and all.  It was even a "country" themed place with old people everywhere.  They loved me and could care less if I had a tattoo or not.  Well when the economy did it's back flip that fucked everyone, I lost my job.  That was in 2009.  I graciously accepted unemployment benefits while I looked for a new job.  My benefits ran out yet I am not employed.  I have looked and called and played on-line.  I can't find anything.   I even broke down and joined the evil world of telemarketing,  Yeah, I was desperate.  I worked there and it was pure hell.  I can deal with a bunch of crap but the place I was working was pushing the line.  I got hung up on, cussed at, whistles blown in my ear, you name it, it happened. They let me go after a month.  I have never been happy to be fired but I was that day.  I didn't even cry and I usually do when I get fired.  I am still on the prowl for employment.  Hopefully I will find something soon.  I guess I just want people to not be so judgmental.  It's not cool.  Christians don't judge so stop.  Give people a chance, they might surprise you.

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