or, how I sold my soul to the corporate machine
I wrote this about a week or two ago now and I meant to post it a while ago. I'm posting it now and then I plan on posting again about the stuff I'm going through with my family. But, this is something I wrote and I thought it was worth sharing, so there you go. ---
How to become a corporate shill in three easy steps
I don't know exactly when I sold my soul to corporate America. I'm sure it happened in stages, that there isn't any one single quantifiable event that massively marked my transisition. I think that if there is any one single cause that it would have to my introduction to the wonderful McWorld.
It's a simple enough story. Boy meets girl... boy and girl fall in love... boy and girl move in together, then boy and girl are broke cause boy eats like a horse (just kidding sweetie). Boy gets McJob and girl flounders in the job market until desperation sets in cause boy is still eating like a horse (still just kidding sweetie), so girl goes to another place and gets a shiny McJob herself. I never knew that having a McJob would actually turn out to be rewarding. I've learned a lot about myself in the process and when I look back at it it's probably been the best job I've ever had in terms of self growth and discovery although I would be lying if I said it was the best paying job I've ever had.
It hit me like a ton of bricks to discover that I've actually been a McSlave for a year now.. wow, a whole year. I wonder where it went. In between all of the massive crowds that I've assisted in one way or another I managed to find time to grow up. As a result of this job I've learned how to juggle multiple responsibilites, how to develop relationships with friends and co-workers, and just generally how to thrive in life. I've become something I didn't plan on being anytime soon: A responsible person.
I'm about to become a manager. About to become a manager in that I'm entering the corporate mandated management class. That's quite an achievement given the short amount of time I've worked at my store and the fact that we just don't have a turn-over problem. We're never really understaffed and have many people that have worked at that location for 10+ years. That says a lot about this McPlace. We have a wonderful caring store manager and an owner who really cares about making sure his employees like working for him. To that end it has enabled me to flourish and grow in ways that I never really thought were possible and certainly didn't expect until I had finished college and started teaching.
Speaking of being a teacher, I'm finally enrolled in college. My mom is so going to cry when I tell her that. She's dreamed of me going to college since I said my first word at 6 monthes thereby ensuring that for all time my mom would consider me the very most intelligent baby to have ever lived. Before you even ask - No, she doesn't have that opinion because my first word was "mama". My first word was - drumroll please - "Pooh". Even then I was a fan of the Bear. However, that's all beside the point. I'm so excited about the prospect of finally achieving the next big goal in my life that I can barely contain it... and I've still got three months left until classes start. I have a feeling that I'm going to be an absolute basket case by the time January actually gets here. Sheesh.