Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

dress for sucksess

Reputations, qualifications
street cred and resumes
ID badges and uniforms
curricula vitae

dress for sucksess
first impression is everything
pad the portfolio
don't mention the online degree

what you get is what you think you see

there you go
I see what you think

first thoughts
first words
Paranoia
strikes deep
when a man thinks he hears
what another man thinks

I cast my words upon the wind
and blow back is a bitch

nice work Clay
sincerely

I read it as a sexist poem.... as if women have no real skills and are only sex objects.

I don't like sexism.

I don't like the poem.

I wouldn't know Doreen
I am not a woman
Maybe you are right
I thought it was an interesting poem

Is street cred a woman's issue?
I guess
The male feminist say
Masculinity has nothing to do with being a man of conscience

I am just this guy you know.

I am out of gasoline Clay
I am just interested
Maybe it is a guy thing

please tell me why you think this little bit of flufff is sexist, doreen.

the subject of the poem is a job application, a comment on the corporate mentality and the fact that resumes are exercises in creative writing.

"methinks the lady doth protest too much."

maybe i read it wrong

it was some of the verbiage and the title

shrug

both sexes have to suck dick in the workplace
equal opportunity

I see.

sorry i misread it

the things they expect from us - it demeans all concerned. i guess that's why we'll never be corpo.

constantine wrote:the things they expect from us - it demeans all concerned. i guess that's why we'll never be corpo.

aint' that right
but when you are in a position to suck
you are also in a position to bite

Yes I missed it too

I thought it was about street cred and getting one's shit beat the fuck out of them for lack of it.


sorry
I am
still non sequituring

From one who has come from many recent job interviews, this poem is spot on.
I gotta tell you though....if you think of jobhunting as a crapshoot, and put all your creative will into it, with the idea that a job is what it takes in this society to have a little enjoyable freedom, your number will come up.
Mine did.
After over a year and half of drifting, poverty, and despair. Not at all what I thought I would find as a result of my earnest leap to self betterment.
And this job I got? Well, I think it's going to be a fine bunch of folks to work with, I mean, it was the first state interview i went to, ( I went to about 5), where I thought the people interviewing me were sorta my kind of folks.
But this poem, like I said is spot on.
Alot of disappointment in looking for work.....a window that's very difficult to look into.....so much blankness out there, and fear.....and empty power.....
H

hest, you got the gist
you were actually in my mind when I wrote this
thank you for the amusing muse