In Other Words

The lesser evil

On the job hunt again today. Banana did most of it from the phone box. She is much better then me at calling people and sounding natural. She always manages to connect with the person on the other side of the line. I always just seize up on the phone, even talking to friends is slightly uncomfortable (so now you know why I don’t call). Anyways, so she called up a whole host of people on the phone. We both got an interview out of it tomorrow morning, so it wasn’t completely unsuccessful.

We tried going into town and handing out CVs there, but then I left my CVs lying in a hotel when I gave them a copy. That would have been all right if I had discovered it right away, but I only realised that I was missing them when I was trying to give another CV at the other side of town. This while it was fourty degrees out, which made moving around extremely exhausting. We both got pissed at me (me certainly more then Banana).

So we went back for the CVs and then just gave up and headed back. (Sometimes retreat is the better part of valour). We did manage to give our CVs to the hotel manager across the way. I’m not sure if it would be that great working there, but at least it’s close and anything is better then nothing. I can start picking and choosing again when we’ve survived the month.

The problem with the place is that it is apparently run by a real queen. He’s supposed to be difficult to work with, racist and prone to, well, queeny behaviour. Now I don’t have any trouble with gay people. Why should I? They are human beings, just like everybody else. What I don’t like, however, is queens. They are often hypocritical and I don’t think that anybody should be hypocritical. Hypocrisy is a very offending trait. Then there is the tendency towards being loud and extremely self-centred diva like behavior. Acting like they believe that they are the most important person present. I realise that probably stems from deep-rooted insecurity. That, however, is an explanation and not an excuse.

What annoys me even more about queens, really, is that they seem to think that they have the right to be as they are, because they are gay. Gay people are people, just like everybody else, so that means they shouldn’t get any special privileges. They get held up to the same moral and social scale as everybody else, in my book. If they want to be gay, that is their right, but that does not make them special. It’s like claiming special privileges because your blond and blue eyed (which one group did, of course, and they are still hated for their behaviour while they held that belief).

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not comparing anybody to being a nazi, just that we didn’t like one group doing it, so why should another group get to do it?

To sum up, I don’t much like Queens and I especially don’t look forward to working for one. If they offer me a job, though, I’ll accept. After all, as they say, ‘morality ends where hunger starts’.

posted by Symbol @ 17.1.05