remember the times when you could actually believe the bullshit corporations spouted on about? it was all okay then, in that little naive bubble of ignorance and subsequent bliss, even though in the back of your mind you knew it was questionable. yeah it was stupid, all the games and the YES, OUR COMPANY IS PHENOMENAL kind of crap that every corporate whore goes through but you could look past it because your company was different. the moment i started to question corporate policies and not simply accept it (or "action not question") i was a goner. retail garbage has churned in my stomach for so long that now i am sick and pale and cannot take anymore. and where do you think i go? into the fucking belly of the corporate beast. it makes me sick to no end and i just sit there. i sit there and get paid to feel (and sometimes be) like a middle school kid and am expected to take it all in. no no you can't question it because the company knows what is best for you. what is best for the company? it sure isn't me. i am tempted to say it when the time comes. i don't know how though because it could come off as super bitter and awful.
i am not simply deferring it: i am denying it. i am denying all that they "can do" for "me" and what "i can do" for "them." but i am still there. i am there because i have to since, try as i might to deny capitalism in my life, it is all around us.
