Frustration.

Well, I was really excited for this job I'm about to get at Perry Ellis until I learned about all the compromises I'm gonna have to make.

-I have to take out all my visible piercings. ALL OF THEM. I could probably leave 1-2 in each ear, but FUCK! And taking out my monroe and putting it back in over and over is SUCH a pain in my ass!

-I have to cover up my tattoos that show. So I have to either wear long-sleeved tops (and I have a grand total of one that would be appropriate to wear there) or buy some kind of wrist cuff. And I can never wear my hair up because of the tattoo behind my ear.

-I have to get rid of my pink chunk *cries* I can't even make it blonde. Maybe copper? I'ma have to ask tomorrow.

-I can't wear jeans. EVER. All I can wear are dress pants because I have tattoos on my legs. And the only way I could wear a mid-length skirt is if I wore black tights. I have a serious hatred for black tights (or any kind of tights that aren't fishnets, really). Hopefully I can pick up some long skirts somewhere.

-I'm only gonna make somewhere around $8.25 to start, then somewhere around $8.75 after thirty days. That's more than I made at Guess, but not much. And I really, really feel like I'm worth more than that.

-I'm gonna have to wear the same 2-3 outfits to work until I get paid. THEN I have to blow a huge chunk of my first paycheck on sweaters, dress pants, wovens and plain flats and/or oxfords of some sort.

It really sucks. I'm having second thoughts now, even though Angel's gonna be my boss. But I really can't back out now, 'cause I can't fucking afford to.

UGH.

Fuck it. I'm only gonna be working there for about 7-8 months until I can move to Cali. I suppose I can deal.