Labels . . .

just a few quick things i wanted to say.

you are who you are.

be happy with who you are.

love who you are.

why do people continue to label people?

black, white, gay, lesbian, straight, hispanic, etc.

quite honestly, who gives a f?

labels are for cans of tuna.

be you and do you regardless of what anyone has to say about it.

you should not have to hide who you are in fear of what other's may think, say or feel.

ok.

that is all.

Corporate Politics . . .

So after working on the retail side of the banking business, I have come to realize that I may not be cut out for all this corporate politic BS. I will always work hard and be the best at what I do no matter what. That means, I will always make ethical decisions as well. I will never sell my soul, especially to "Corporate America" or "the man". Nothing is worth my conscience, soul or heart. I strongly believe in karma and that it does come back to you ten fold.

I just recently got my review at work and I found it quite funny. I am a very outspoken person as you all know and I will always stand up for myself and others if I feel they are being done wrong. It does come back to bite me in the ass at times. I just find it funny how people can't handle honesty. In the corporate world, it seems as if they want you to conform. Sit back, do your job and shut up. Lord forbid that you have an opinion. Lord forbid that you speak up and ask, "Why?" Guess what, I am that person. I want to know why I am doing something. There are too many people out there that just do and don't ask and look what happens to them in the end. They end up in some huge scandal, thrown under the bus, fired and/or shitted on. I will not be that person.

I guess I will just have to find my own way in this world. Forget crawling up the corporate ladder and kissing asses to get there. I will be my own leader and my own success story!!

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Now playing: Otis Redding - Change Is Gonna Come
via FoxyTunes

Boxer AKA . . .

Hector!!!!

Okay, so I finally accepted his invitation to dinner. He was late. Bad move on an official first date homie. To kill time, I was talking to the hostess and telling her how this guy is meeting up with me and I still had no clue what his name was. She was trying to think of a few ways without just blatantly looking like a jack ass asking, "Um, I know we are like on a date and have been textin' back and forth for about a month but what is your name?" LOL. He finally gets there and we sit down and eat. We start talking and lucky for me he started to tell me a story that began with, "My boss told me, Hector . . ." I was like hell yeah. Funny thing is I woulda never guessed.

Damn, I'm bad.