Sunday was another incredible day that started out with a rally put on by the Coalition of Immokalee workers for the campaign against Chipotle's expropriation of farm workers. Coming off a recent victory against Trader Joe's CIW where able to raise the wages of the tomato pickers, they were back at it again. There are personal connections here as well, as the son of the people I stay with a lot works with them in Florida. So pleasantly, it's a bit of a family affair! :)
After stops at two Chipotle's, I quickly scurried from there to work - where I was of course again up against the final throws of the quota. I was however over it after four days, so was pretty excited, and Sunday was optional, so I thought I was doing a good thing going in! As it turned out later in the week, it would be my demise! But anyway, that will be a story for another time. I made no money that day and headed to the airport to pick Lily up.
The big event of the day however was that it was the cut off for graduate school decisions. It was down to this day for me to hear if I would be doing a PhD next year. I was on the waiting list at Rutgers. The day though did not end well as I was not admitted. Very sad day in that regard, and one I will write about at length in a bit.
So there was Sunday, helping to fight injustice, trying to get money into politics - and failing as usual - and then seeing my future dreams evaporate! But the protest was fun!! ;)
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| Yes, the tomatoes you buy there are sourced in American sweat shops. |
After stops at two Chipotle's, I quickly scurried from there to work - where I was of course again up against the final throws of the quota. I was however over it after four days, so was pretty excited, and Sunday was optional, so I thought I was doing a good thing going in! As it turned out later in the week, it would be my demise! But anyway, that will be a story for another time. I made no money that day and headed to the airport to pick Lily up.
The big event of the day however was that it was the cut off for graduate school decisions. It was down to this day for me to hear if I would be doing a PhD next year. I was on the waiting list at Rutgers. The day though did not end well as I was not admitted. Very sad day in that regard, and one I will write about at length in a bit.
So there was Sunday, helping to fight injustice, trying to get money into politics - and failing as usual - and then seeing my future dreams evaporate! But the protest was fun!! ;)
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