"I can think of a few other ways to use my scissors, bitch!"

The following are excerpts straight from the employee handbook for Hard Rock. I quote:

"Authentic. Just like rock...we are not fake, canned, counterfeit, copied or mass-produced. Passionate. Just like rock...we're not afraid to show or express our strong beliefs. Dominated and moved by powerful emotions, we're born with the ability to make our voices heard. Irreverent. Just like rock...we're critical of what is generally accepted or respected. As the world seeks to conform, we strive to push the envelope...sometimes crossing the line of acceptance. Unpredictable. Just like rock...we crave to be different."

So, after reading that, I was sitting there bored, in my little room. I've been so uncomfortable in my "uniform" of a bottled up t-shirt (black with black and more black) that I decided to revamp it. I walked to Walgreens, bought a pair of scissors and cut my t-shirts, rearranged them and made them comfortable and very rock and roll. I loved the change and everyone else I encountered seemed to like it as well. I even talked to the Director of Operations, who didn't have a problem. I went the whole day without any trouble and then without warning, one of the retail managers (a woman...probably jealous that she didn't think of doing something that cool) stopped into the manager's office and began verbally attacking me about the t-shirt. "You're out of uniform. You're going to have to buy a new one. Who did you clear that with...before or after you cut it? Well, get in uniform." I was actually a little speachless afterward. All the other managers in there with me just rolled their eyes and said not to worry about her. But I kind of want kick the living shit out of this bitch. She embarrassed me and spoke to me as if I were a child (hopefully not though because that would be child abuse) and then ran off as if she had the last say in the restaurant. I'm so steamed over this I can't even express my anger. I don't even deal with this lady. I'm not doing my retail training here. She has absolutely no say over me what so ever, yet she felt compelled to yell at me in front of my peers. Lou told me after she left that he was completely embarrassed, and couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.

Unbelievable! Won't she be thrilled when I come to work tomorrow in a shirt that's even more altered!

Funny that a company that states how "Rock and Roll" they are can have a tree the size of a California Sequoia shoved up their ass.

"ANTI-ESTABLISHMENT!"