Chuck E. For President

Barak Obama is definitely making a bid for the presidency of the United States. It's comforting and I relish the fact which everyone loves to gossip about but isn't adamately discussed by him in his speeches: he is black. What does it mean for us to even have someone bid for the democratic side of the presidency and be black? It means there's a spirit in all of us. That we all have a part in some amazing subconsious mind and there's equality in all. This equality is regardless of some outward physical part. And there's no need to name it. Just to revel in it's rich, sumptutous goodness.
I believe I tapped into this subconscious today when I became part of a birthday party. At Chuck E Cheeses, the place where a kid can be a kid, we have numerous parties. It just so happened that the employee who was playing Chuck E mysteriously became painfully aware of her age. After trying the suit on and dancing vigerously around I realized how humans aren't meant to be cartoon characters. They just don't have the giant feet and three-fingered hands or the giant awkward head. The suit just heats up in that environment. Of course, you and I know it's because of all the children's love, their warm-hearted subconscious and not just cause of the suit. Seriously, I almost felt like the pied piper, with kids clamoring to hug me. I even managed to make Chuck E look like he was laughing, a feat not that hard to do, but amusing, nevertheless.
I have to keep telling myself...this job is just a hurdle. If I don't, I might go mad. Alot of the people who work there are just plain rude. They've got this 'tude. Like "You're not the boss of me, and I'm going to tell you what, nigga'." And I don't need that. So I do my work quietly and burn a little in the cheeks to make sure things get done. The mexicans are the nicest people there. Always smiling and chattering away in Spanish. Entiendo this and a ves that.
I miss my job at Subway. All the people there were considerate most of the time and there was usually customers coming and going, enough to keep us busy. I also miss the employees: Liz, one of the managers was always chatting to me and acting friendly in a non-threatening sort of way.
So. Just a hurdle. They're hiring for managers at the Dollar Store, right next to Chuck E Cheeses. What does it take to be a manager? I suppose you must have people skills: hiring people, firing people, and motivational speaking. Other than that, managers seem to need to be able to make schedules and work time sheets out. A manager may order supplies for the store when needed, and often they handle the money. What is usually required for a manager? Previous managerial experience or a degree is desirable. So who do I think I am to be qualified for all this? That's the question I ask myself. Who do I think I am to be working two jobs? Do I have the stamina? Do I have the karma?