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Every day, I hate my job more. Today, the corporate people came and criticized me for *the horror* wearing a dark charcoal colored skirt because everything else was at the cleaners. We are supposed to wear black, but honestly, who gives a damn anyway. There was hardly enough of a difference. It was about an inch below my knee and I was wearing black stockings, but apparently this was just a terrible infraction. God. I am more well dressed than the people who work there and a great majority of the population, so at this point, who really cares? I am just keeping this until something better comes along, which I hope is soon.
I should be designing the merchandise, not selling it. I could do a better job than the people doing it now. This isn't ego at all, it is the fact that i know more about fashion and what sells than many people who think they do. It isn't something you learn, it is something you just know.
I just know I can't stand this for very much longer.
I don't know what to do. I need to be involved in something creative and challenging and something that I enjoy. There has to be something out there that fits my personality and talents. I have knowledge of so many things, and so many interests. I need to find people who will respect me and I need to find an outlet for all of the ideas I have. At this moment, I am designing my own clothes and choosing fabrics because everything in stores is poor quality, trendy looking garbage. I like classic lines and classic fabrics and colors. I need an outlet for this, and I feel like I am boxed in. I am crying over the most minor things and I am just so frustrated! The last time I really enjoyed working was when I was volunteering for Kerry/Edwards. I felt like I was appreciated and doing something worthwhile. Now I am just clicking in time and cashing a paycheck.
I think I am going to take up painting. I feel like I need to create. Not that anyone would appreciate what I have to offer, I just need to do something.
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