Black Quota

So if you already couldn’t tell by how I formulate my post, I’m black. I consider myself black because well, I got a big afro and look black, but thats besides the point. Being brown in this world has its perks like scholarships and the ability to put words together poetically. There is also a downside to having dark skin though and we all know what that is; racism.

As I have stated many times before in other post I have made on this little webpage I call home, I work at UPS. I’ve referred to the place as under paid slaves and… well thats it (LOL). There have been times where I have really hated my job because of other employees or management, but now I feel like it has taken a turn for the worse.

So what can possibly go wrong inside of a facility that is easily be compared to high school? They want my to join the Dark Side of the force (Yes I know, this isn’t Star Wars but it sounded cool right?). Anyways, I’ve managed to show upper management good quality potential to become a supervisor, something I have mentioned before and now they are relentlessly attacking me to join them. Now I know you’re wondering, “Why are you trippen, you’re getting a promotion at work!.” Yes that is true but I REEEAAALLLYYY don’t want to take up on this off right now.

I’ve looked at this opportunity from every angle.

Angle Number 1. If I go through with everything and become a supervisor I will get better pay, go from laborious work to mental work, and get to go into a nice cool office after the sort and bullshit with the rest of the sups (supervisor for short).

Angle Number 2. With me leaving Posi 3, I am allowing everyone to move up one in seniority.

Angle Number 3. Daimont can be Erics new deice partner and the deice crew will have yet another black guy and white dude driving a big truck causing mayhem out on the ramps.

Angle Number 4. I’m not going to like being in management because damn near all of the supervisors are a bunch of weirdos and now I get shitted on more because I’m closer to the “TOP DOGS.”

Angle Number 5. The way I see things is that, once I become a sup, they’re going to be like “Hey welcome aboard, heres a bunch of problems, fix them.”

Angle Number 6. Management finally can get the best of both worlds, a black guy to reach the quota and one who is not dumb like that bald headed nigga Lavaskey.

Angle Number 7. Go back and read number 4.

Leaving you with that last angle, I don’t want to get any closer to management than I already am. Right now the only person I have to deal with is my part time sup, which they constantly change. The only time I ever see those old heads in the office is when a truck is getting demolished or one of the areas are acting like they don’t know what they’re doing. The less I can see my manager and full timer, the more happier I am. I mean, who really wants someone who has dominion over you there by them all the time?

Also going back to angle number 6, my management team at UPS is trying to reach the black quota. I know they are, its not like they can hide that shit from me. I know they know I’m not stupid. Every time I look in the office I literally see 3 black people. Its always been 3 or 4. Adding me to there team of conformed supervisors would make them look good because now they’re more “diverse.” I see nothing wrong with what they are doing but at the same time they’re being so persistent with getting me to join them.

What makes things worse is that I can’t argue with them because everything I throw at them these people have a counter argument. At this point I don’t know what to do. I thought about just going into a full on nigga mode on them but they would really tarnish my image. I have got to figure out something fast.

I do aspire to be a sup someday but right now I just DO not want to take up on the offer. I simply don’t want it. If I can make these old heads understand that then I’ll be a happy camper.

The struggles of being black.

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College Can Eat My Shorts

I usually don’t tell people where I am academically in college since I fucked around to much. I’m only just a freshmen. Considered that is. I’ve been in school for 4 years and haven’t gotten anywhere. I feel like a turd but at the same time, where I am in school doesn’t matter to me. Finishing college isn’t even a goal. I’m not even sure why I’m still in the shit. I feel like I’m wasting my time trying to do math equations in a remedial class. The system sucks. I honestly want to give a personal fuck you to college because it’s just been a waste of my time.

Oh of course people love school. Those same people will look at me and call me a failure and tell me that I’m going to be stuck at UPS for the rest of my life. But how? Because I haven’t finished college to get my degree so I can go work for someone? That’s not why I’m living. I didn’t come into this world so I can become a slave to someone else’s company. My father raised me to never work for somebody else but to work for myself. I want to offer the service, not be the person doing the work.

I know what your thinking. “You need a college degree!” Yeah go to Steve Jobs’ grave and tell him Apple would’ve been better if he finished college. Tell Bill Gates that he shouldn’t have started Microsoft without finishing school.

Don’t get me wrong, college is a great outlet to meet people and to help build long lasting relationships. But in the end, joining a fraternity or sorority to get the connect for a good job down the road ain’t me. I know, everyone doesn’t join those types of organizations but school has done nothing but waste my time. You don’t need something people want you to have. See that key word? Want.

Let that sink in.

The Leaves are Still Hanging

I love fall.

No not for pumpkin spice lattes because I prefer Colt 45 and Tops rolling papers, but because of the change in weather. Don’t get me wrong, I love summer to the fullest, long days of nice sunlight and skateboarding. The one thing I love about living in Louisville, KY is the fact that we experience seasons. Many other people do as well but if you live out on Long Beach snow is a myth.

Any ways, entering Fall is always exciting. Its like opening a door to a road that allows you to see Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Not to mention that the weather slowly begins to cool down and the leaves change colors. Its all a sight to see and a wonderful experience. I feel like the reality of everything around me changed as well. Its like my surroundings are accommodating to the astronomical presence of Fall. Yeah I know, flowers die off and birds fly south but those are common things. Its hard for me to really explain my feelings towards this but to keep it simple and short, Fall is awesome.