“Do I get stress headaches at work? Yes, definitely. From the moment I get in, it’s “Denise we need this! Denise we need that!” Which is stressful… ‘cause my name is Linda. Denise is the other black woman that works here. By 10am, someone in the copy room makes a joke about Kobe Bryant, and everyone looks at me to make sure it’s ok. And I smile like it’s ok. But really, my head and neck are starting to throb. Then I spend the rest of my afternoon training my interns, and answering their questions, like, “Yes, black people use shampoo”, and, “No, I don’t know any good reggae clubs around here”, and, “Yes, Condoleezza Rice is very articulate, why do you sound so surprised?” And, “No, I can’t tell you where to buy weed!” And that’s when I reach for Excedrin.”
I quit Red Robin today. I’ll be in Vegas soon and away from this bullshit weather and with my family. I’m way too excited to see them. I miss them more than anyone can imagine. Pat and Cody wanna take me to Grimey’s so we can go hunt for some vinyls and hang out. I might go to see the Flaming Lips in Memphis with them and Will. One of the girls from the studio wants to hangout soon. I need a fake ID, and I need it soon. I’m beginning to like it out here. The only sucky thing is the humidity. I might go to an internship in Virginia for almost a year all by myself. I also might end up in New Hampshire, but that is less likely. I have to start thinking about some things and do what’s right for me. I have some challenges coming up, but they will only help me get to my final goal.
