I’ve been looking desperately for jobs, and I’ve showed up eagerly to every “busser” and “dishwasher” position I’ve seen advertised. Eventually I was told outright that there was zero chance of a white girl getting these jobs. Mexicans work these jobs, and thats just the way things are. Since then I’ve noticed that it is pretty universally true. You might get a Latina waitress every once in a while, but you will never see a white face bussing dishes. (the exception is in chi-chi joints where bussing and dishwashing is a part of one’s waitstaff training).
I admit that I live pretty near the center of cheap migrant labor, in an affluent town with a huge and very clear white/Mexican divide. But I’m pretty sure I ran into the same thing in Sacramento, where race isn’t as much of an issue.
If you think it’s outrageous that I was told that, you don’t even know half the crap I’ve seen trying to scrape the bottom of the job market barrel. Haveing to piss into a cup with someone watching is just the beginning. One application demanded to know my height, weight and eye color. I got to watch an overweight lady burst into tears over that one. It’s a bad world when you are cheap disposable labor. I just thank goodness I only have myself to support, not a family.
So yeah. My rant was an unfocused expression of pure emotion and rage, mixed with a good dose of personal experience. It’s not the people crossing picket lines I’m upset about. It’s the callous attitude. It’s the indictment of the poor. The implication that if they just worked harder/were better people they wouldn’t be in the bad situation they are in. I’ve got a hundred sob stories about children born into poverty- my friends- who never had a chance. And I can handle that, but I can’t handle people giving them them the big “Fuck you”.