The Kabuki Play 3

Kabuki is a traditional form of Japanese theater that portrays the lives of people who lived during the Edo period (1600-1868). While it's subject matter is primarily historical, Kabuki's extraordinary spectacles of color and sound through acting, dancing and music still symbolize contemporary life.

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HISTORY OF "THE KABUKI PLAY"

  • The original "Kabuki Play" writings exposed a brash inner monologue as I struggled through the trials and tribulations as a college student. Broken friendships, irritating dorm-mates and akward trips home between semesters kicked off the first "Kabuki Play" series. However, college didn't last forever and "the real world" was right around the corner with drama ten fold.
  • "The Kabuki Play 2," a darker and more disturbing account, told the unsettling story about my first job after graduating from college, it being one of the biggest trainwrecks in the history of "The Kabuki Play." After being caught in the middle of 10 consecutive firings in less than two years and being stuck with four pisspoor bosses, I decided that I'd had enough. So, I quit my job and cut off all the negativity in my life, and moved two hours away from home to start my life over.
  • With a new job, my own apartment and a new beginning, "The Kabuki Play 3" picks up where the second series left off and revisits my inner monologue as I try to leave the past behind me and spread my wings.

Monday, May 16, 2005

Apparently it's 1865 and I'm a SLAVE

On the day of Manhattanville’s Graduate Commencement, I was assigned the task of platform faculty seating. All commencement volunteers were instructed to attend a dinner at 5:00pm to pick up staff-only t-shirts, receive instructions, and have something to eat.

Well, the bitch was asked to send an e-mail to faculty, staff, and alumni, earlier on in the day explaining the delayed streaming of the ceremony from the website. By 4:00pm, she forgot, blamed my coworker for not reminding her, and ordered me to send the e-mail.

Since it takes an hour or more to send an e-mail to over 4,000+ recipients, it would conflict with the commencement meeting. The computer I use to send e-mails crashes, so the e-mails have to be sent in batches of 1,000. Therefore, someone needs to be present to initialize each batch.

I raised my concerns about being uninformed and left hungry for not having attended the meeting, but the bitch went on to say: “I don’t care if you don’t eat. You have to baby-sit the computer or coordinate with someone else.”

OK HOLD ON A SECOND… Your stupid mother-fucking ass FORGOT to send the e-mail, blamed someone else for your stupidity, and now you want me to miss dinner, miss receiving instruction, and starve for the rest of the night while I clean up YOUR mess?

THAT FUCKING INCONSIDERATE BITCH.

Now being denied the right to eat, I felt neglected and victimized while she proceeded to the cafeteria to eat while I stayed behind to work and clean up her Goddamn mess.

I ended up being a half an hour late to the meeting, which left me only 20 minutes. I ate so fast that I made myself sick for about a half an hour!

She did not offer to bring me back any food, help me, or thank me for staying to clean up her fucking shit. That is the shit I have to put up with... 8am-6pm.

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