This is a input had thought for quite a while, but I had not sat to write and it will very according to the last two posts
In September 2006 I graduate I as a systems engineer. At this point, one still is a nobody who does not have the faintest idea how to apply for a job, so the task of finding a decent job would take some time. However, my family was busy because I started producing and I became a bum. Given this situation the only viable option would be to accept a poorly paid job in the new company a college roommate. This is where one would write code that does not ever comes to light, but because of the miserable salaries paid, employers could not wait any longer. But this is not the issue I wish to address at this time.
The story begins a couple of months after I joined to work there. Due to financial reasons it was decided that the facility, the company where I worked, would be shared with the parent company of one of the founding members (and my boss, either by the way). His father, who came from a family of low-income (and not tell of humble origin, because this man was anything but humble), he had bet the business of prepaid phone cards, generating enough money once the business of sales of cell phone minutes to burst across Colombia.
As happens with many people in Colombia, who, coming from poor households are able to amass some sort of economic fortunes. Mr. X (as in I will refer to him) had decided that it was a step above me on the evolutionary scale and therefore anyone who could not show a chain of 24 carat through his shirt open at the chest should be treated the same way that Louis IV the Fair was to his lackeys. A few days after it was decided that employees had no right to use the bathroom in the office, which would for only the three managers (my two bosses, the boyfriend of the daughter of X and X). We poor creatures of the Lord should use public toilets from the floor where we were. Employees could not use the phone without asking the four persons mentioned above, nor could have lunch with them at the tables designated for that purpose. No, we had to have lunch hidden in the kitchen. X
Shortly after, considering that his condition was much better than their neighbors, moved further north and east (actually not so, but used for literary purposes) to a place where you probably live longer people of his race, say, social status. This is where they begin their, and my, problems. Because the school system of Bogota is more stringent than the caste system in India, this man never fit in the new place to live, despite all its extra effort to be accepted in this new social circle. Their efforts to be accepted led him to organize a bazaar dance with piglets included for all residents as a whole. I still remember his anger and frustration on the following Monday while commenting that this bazaar was a huge failure.
The main problem was their frustration, revenge usually addressed his poor minions, emphasizing the system class in the country. For my part, after four months I had enough of their treatment and the low pay and got another job where I would not go much better, but as no third evil in the third if I would be okay. The company where I worked did not support the class system much longer and would no longer share facilities shortly after my departure. X subsequently convince your daughter that her partner was only a burden and achieve the company split in two. Eventually I learned that although there is no system of discrimination in my country based on race, there is definitely one based on something more than money.
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