need to front and bluster, bitch please
what you see is what is me and that a wrap so dont be talking about fronting.
i understand what you think youre saying and i know you didnt mean it necesarily insulting, so thanks i guess , no bad feelings, thats just some weird shit to say.
but this is my personality dawg. and so far its only got me places. (ohh fill in "locked up" there if you wanna laugh and be a wiseass, but for real, i never would have got the job i have right now if i wasnt like this.)
Actually, ima tell a story how i got my job. gather round LOL.
dont read it if you dont give a fuck and i wont care, it just lays down a little bit, the strange way, that i have got farther than most kids my age thru not giving a fuck.
I sat there at the computer for a long ass time tryina come up with a "cover letter." I was applying to this job to layout pages at a newspaper, because my one year of highschool was at a Tech highschool and i was taking commercial arts, and it was the only job i could do other than BK or McDonalds or Shop Rite or some shit becase there was no age requirement
Well everythign i wrote for that cover letter to go over my lil-ass resumee sounded so fake and stupid and i knew that when i got there it would seem even worse since i just aint like that.
So i thought of how i could get their attention. my resumee was aight, because i took adobe illustrator class and they give you a certification when its done. it dont mean shit except you know how to use the program, but it looks good on paper. so i had,
*1 year tech school, taught myself photoshop (from a downloaded copy

) and the
*illustrator certification. and i took ONE LIL
*college class on intro to grahpic design at community college since my moms made me do that since i wasnt working, 16, and didnt want me in trouble.
So i had that shit, aight, looks pretty good for a 16 year old.
So i finally decided to write a haiku poem for my cover letter (took me like 45 minutes but it was worth it.)
"My resumee should
Speak quite clearly for itself
You really want me"
That was it but man, who the hell elses shit would they even remember after reading that one. I figured the boss would either be a dryass prick with no sense of humor and toss it, or i would hit the spot and nail that shit right away, and that was what happened.
i got that job man. lil druggie-ass teenager coming in high as hell smoking before work everyday, sniffin coke in the bathroom and coming in doped up and hungover as hell from the night before, and still laying out those papers.
and i got damn good at that shit. now im like the young super layout chick there or some dumb shit, still go into work high, still get yelled at for not being professional and "rough aroudn the edges" but i do the job faster and better (according to them) than anybody else they could get, so what are they gonna do. same as when i started i still dont give a shit.
cuz i hate it. i hate it cuz its a office and its all some dumb ass 40 and 50 year old rich WASP-ass suburban muthafuckas who talk about their custom furniture orders all day long and ditzy ass salesbitches for the ads that run. im bouncing that shit as soon as i can get another job lined up and that is the first and last office job ill ever have. it just aint for me.
i dont even go by the dresscode LOL i rock my hoodies and Timbs in there. but im only part time so it aint worth it to fuck with me, basically i do the best work outta anybody there so they just gotta accept the fact that even though i am polite to everybody and get the work done i hate them and dont follow their rules. its dope.
But anyways, im sorry if yall dont care. i just had to point it out that, im a smartass with a huge (figurative) ballsack and if i wasnt like i am, i woulda never got that job.
I understand that when i get a job i wanna keep that shits gonna change, and it WILL, obviously i aint gonna say FUCK YALL to somebody who i wanna stick around with for a while.
thats part of growing up and being mature about it, the more you need your shit to come together, the more you need that grind and to act right while youre at work, i know all this. thats why im getting a serious job even if right now that is at the deli counter (interview tomorrow

). but for now, i somehow got a entire office to play by my rules, so im goin with it.
thats the end of the too long summary of why it aint hurting me to be how i am for ya Peter.