Lately, I've been dreading going to work. And not because I don't like it or really don't need the money. I definitely do but because I feel like no matter what I do at work, I get yelled at.
I've come to realize that wherever I am while at work and no matter what I am doing, I am being watched.
Managers have my schedule and log my breaks and meal times on their palm pilot. (They know when you take a break longer than 15 minutes). They know if I clock in early, clock in before putting my stuff away, or clock out early.
They know if I'm late, if I've called out. All thanks to the great and powerful concept of technology.
Plus, they know everything I do while at the register or walking around the store (there are cameras everywhere).
Just this past week, I felt like I was literally being fitted for a customized ball and chain. I felt less enthused to go to work and more as if I was just someone in a cage asked to play a role, and they promise to feed me.
Yet, I have to perform the role just right or else. And it made me start to feel like I wanted to give up but I knew that was the last thing God wanted me to do.
Plus, the truth of the matter is this:
In the long run, all these mistakes that are embarrassingly being called out in front of customers and other associates will make me a stronger person.
A strong person who got through their job because not only did they know that the all seeing eye was watching and listening.
So no matter how hard I am tested with this job and the people I must respect in order to keep it, I REFUSE to give up.
God sees you and me and he hasn't forgotten about the dream he's placed in each of our hearts.
One day when I'm a huge PR executive for a A-List PR firm, I will look back and laugh at how far I've come.
One day when people are writing reviews about my novels, I won't break or change who I am and how I write to please them because I know WHOSE I AM.
Until next time, remember:
I wear a disguise; I'm just your average Jane Super doesn't stand for model but that doesn't mean I'm plain. The pen is mightier than the sword. Witty Writer Poet Chelsea DeVries
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Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
#PoetryPower: Last Laugh by @ChelseaDeVries
I wrote this poem last week about some oppression I was dealing with. Yet, I hope you can take this poem as inspiration for whenever life presses you up against a wall.
Love Times Infinity,
Chelsea
xoxo
God Bless!
~Just Keep Swimming~
Last Laugh
I know a girl
who lives a jubilantly dismal life
inside her saggy
broken, taped on one side,
cardboard box
Her stuff is scattered
here and there
except the seeds of her memories
those are scattered
underneath the bridge
she used to live under
that two coyotes
took over.
Who knew on the
search to find
yourself
you'd find yourself
out in the cold
And the people
you once loved
with all your heart
would do absolutely
anything
say anything
just to cut you down,
rip your dreams apart.
A knife wielded ; a failed attempt
to stand up
for
your worth
but now the
coyotes still get
the last laugh
The do nothings
always have so much to say
but the do somethings
can do nothing but
prove them wrong.
~Chelsea DeVries~
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