jobe finding.
i say words funny. er, different is more like it. job for instance. i pronounce 'jobe' like joe plus a 'b'. get it? good. i'm kind of random. ok. job finding. i think i've found a job. you know how restaurants usually have little clauses or statements at the end of their application saying how they are equal opportunity employers? you know, they don't discriminate against race, sex, blah blah blah. well this place i went to didn't have that on their application.
after i filled out the app i was going to hand it to the host then leave. this other employee starts talking to me and calls me over to where he is. i talk to him for a bit and he says, "give me your application. i'll give it to the boss". i'm thinkin sweet. nice guy (jimmy is his name). jimmy tells me "don't worry, i'll take care of you". he says to me, "do you know why i'm doing this?" i reply "uh, no". he then says, "if you were american, i wouldn't do this. but you're korean. so i'll take care of you man".
this restaurant is probably the only korean restaurant in indiana. jimmy first started speaking to me in korean and i replied in english. i told him i couldn't speak like any korean but i understood what he said. he asked me what position i wanted. i told him i wanted to be a server. he asked how long i had been a server for. i really haven't done any serving. then he asked if i knew how to work a cash register. i've never used one before. so yea. i'm basically worthless. none of that seemed to matter to jimmy. i was born korean. this makes me awesome apparently. let's just hope the boss is ok with a non korean speaking korean.
if i get hired, this would most definately be discrimination at its finest. if i become a Bea One (name of the restaurant) employee and later in life i am asked "do you think race matters in the 'real world'" i will reply "yes. yes it does." my response isn't PC so they'll inevitably ask, "why do you think that?" and then i will tell them "because i was hired by a restaurant purely for the fact that my skin is yellow and i'm korean." boo-ya bitch.
"woo-ha"
after i filled out the app i was going to hand it to the host then leave. this other employee starts talking to me and calls me over to where he is. i talk to him for a bit and he says, "give me your application. i'll give it to the boss". i'm thinkin sweet. nice guy (jimmy is his name). jimmy tells me "don't worry, i'll take care of you". he says to me, "do you know why i'm doing this?" i reply "uh, no". he then says, "if you were american, i wouldn't do this. but you're korean. so i'll take care of you man".
this restaurant is probably the only korean restaurant in indiana. jimmy first started speaking to me in korean and i replied in english. i told him i couldn't speak like any korean but i understood what he said. he asked me what position i wanted. i told him i wanted to be a server. he asked how long i had been a server for. i really haven't done any serving. then he asked if i knew how to work a cash register. i've never used one before. so yea. i'm basically worthless. none of that seemed to matter to jimmy. i was born korean. this makes me awesome apparently. let's just hope the boss is ok with a non korean speaking korean.
if i get hired, this would most definately be discrimination at its finest. if i become a Bea One (name of the restaurant) employee and later in life i am asked "do you think race matters in the 'real world'" i will reply "yes. yes it does." my response isn't PC so they'll inevitably ask, "why do you think that?" and then i will tell them "because i was hired by a restaurant purely for the fact that my skin is yellow and i'm korean." boo-ya bitch.
"woo-ha"
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