It's Not Anti-Yoga, At This Point. It's Anti-World: Rainbo Oil/Kwik Stop/Dairy Queen/Fazoli's (Still Dubuque, IA)

Minorities, none of us are safe as long as this company is open for business--but most of you already know that. And, U know, they wonder why people "look down on them from the bluff..." (A reference to the poor & their feeling on how they're treated by the wealthy in town, many of whom, at least historically, have literally lived on the beautiful limestone bluffs that overlook downtown Dubuque). Maybe it's because you're still trash. And it just happens to be that you're also poor, but that has nothing to do with it (Final edits included for this piece on this worldwide source of Light and no-holds-barred truth for our world today--especially since you can't see the colors mentioned in the forwards below): Subject: Illegal Termination Of Amy Jin Schmelzer #(I've Lost Count) In The United States Date: 3/24/2014 6:28:37 P.M. Central Daylight Time Do not go there. Do not send anyone to work there. Rainbo Oil/Kwik Stop/Dairy Queen/Soon to be Fazoli's pushed me to make it down to Corporate today to start a CORPORATE-level bullying session by Jill Reimer herself, stating that "no one" talks to their managers in a confrontational way, even if it means you're a grossly overqualified corporate person in an organization whose I.Q. is too low to do anything better with you, and you're being blatantly bullied &/or discriminated against to your face. My response is that, as a minority woman, "no one" talks to me the way I was being talked to, making groundless attacks on my character for something that happens in Kwik Stops each and every day--and to people who have worked there longer than several weeks at barely part-time (Lots of voices within Kwik Stop are quick to bash the President, blaming him for that, rather than their completely ill-run ship & small-town small-mindedness). If Dubuque is trying to maintain its "Most Racist City In The Country" rep, my website is full of people fighting to the death to hold that down! And bolder than pre-1950's racism! They've now got educated minority women who used to be recruited to jobs FOR THOSE DEMOGRAPHICS on their way to The City's Intercultural Competency Leadership Training (on scholarship!), doing it to them!, & essentially flipping The City the bird, as she walks out the door! And, yes, it looks like they are going to steal my Gift Card (below)(like the guys who came to fix my apartment)(See previously written piece/article below) because the Phillips 66 guy, no matter what he told me about how spectacular a job I did, & said directly that it was being given to ME, specifically, for those things, it belonged to the store--Wait, but who EARNED it?!! Oh yes! The one being fired for being too perfect and not putting up with the slave labor that our citizens have condoned by participation. Here's a revelation from a run after practice, though--Spirit said one thing LOUD and CLEAR to me today--"This will continue to happen until," & then I saw this in my mind's eye "employment = education." Back to the drawing board, however, I must tell you that starting yesterday, when I had decided to disconnect from the company, at least at store-level & as a customer, the air around me & the state of my lungs returned to a state of bliss, where I am when I am unfettered, and my body and Power Yoga practice has felt as centered, grounded, and alive as it has ever felt in recent weeks or months, even. I am grateful to be out of hell. Please tell those people who U know who go to the Kwik Stop on Pennsylvania where I went & how, & please know that my meeting today began with Jill Reimer saying "I am no Human Rights Specialist" (REALLY?!!!) and ended with--out of the blue--"I am in charge here!!! I am in charge here!!!" No, really, you're not. God is. And the fact that you're married to a cop really has no value when you're staring me in the face illegally terminating me because, for instance, she says that "when a customer comes in & makes racist comments at you, that is not the responsibility of our managers (They were standing right there when it happened--twice). He doesn't have to do anything about it." Wow. So much for Civil Rights & protected classes in this country! Looks like it's going to hell in a handbasket!!! U Should Worry Because It Isn't About Me. Our Problems Have Nothing To Do With A Half-Black President. Or The Rockstar Asian Chick Who Gets Bullied For Clearly Standing In His Defense Simply Because He's Our President, & We Should Honor That. It's Because This Country's People Are Lost & Have No Honor, & What's Worse, NO SHAME. SHAME On Everyone Who Has Desecrated What Deserves Love, Which Is People Who Stand In The Truth, Regardless Of Circumstance. Date: Sat, 22 Mar 2014 22:59:58 -0400 (EDT) Subject: Re: An Update From Amy Jin (Not An E-Update) Sorry--For the Editors, Writers, & Perfectionists in Royal Purple (Now I get to just be annoying) & BIG--cuz that's how I do it--BIG.: In a message dated 3/22/2014 9:19:00 P.M. Central Daylight Time, EternalLove47@aol.com writes: Clarifications (For those who don't think clarification is necessary, U wonder why U don't have perfect relationships. It's because U [& likely they] don't want to put in the work): In a message dated 3/22/2014 8:41:13 P.M. Central Daylight Time, EternalLove47@aol.com writes: Hey--After handling 1 of the most horrific days at Kwik Stop like a champion today, I was bullied out by Megan, a high school graduate-only DQ Manager, who then was backed by Will, the Manager I've written to you about, & Val, the former manager who's had to step back & help as this store has been in complete turmoil which, possibly, they consider "normal." Maybe it's even a little intense for them. Anyway, I've reported it to Human Rights since it looks blatantly discriminatory (I didn't "abide by 'drive-off' policy," which maybe has been paid lip service to lightly, at best, & literally seems as if someone was trying to catch me doing it, was in a position to correct & train & didn't, but took the 1 or 2 times--I ask if people have fuel outside every time--of perceived not-asking to wield it as a power trip, instead, should they ever need it) &, as a few of you know, I've accepted the invitation by The City of Dubuque to participate in their Intercultural Competency Leadership Training--on them (Normally, there's "tuition," so to speak), ironically, next month. In terms of irony, also consider that this morning, Val had given me pretty much the full hours possible for next week, before she left (since for the nth week in a row, Will's schedule STILL was not out on time..It's Saturday. The schedule starts Monday--yet the store's not a mess. I'm the problem--I suppose for asking), and another guy in his 40's? who I have not yet had the opportunity to work with, who also cares for the fields at UD, asked me a # of things, including about the meaning of my name, though in a PC way, as opposed to the racial incident concerning it by an "a**hole" (Kwik Stop employees' words, not mine) customer as I was just getting started there a handful of weeks ago. It was not handled. In fact, Will told me he didn't want to fire me for it (since being a minority bringing up other people's racism makes ME the problem in Insane-o-land--especially if U put up your hands to protect yourself). Anyway, he asked (Eliminate: "how") if I planned on staying with the company long, & I just smiled & shrugged, "I need a commensurate job so I can open up a Power Yoga school." He said, "Well, I hope you stay. I really hope U do." Meanwhile, registers start acting up & we have 2 drive-offs today without any managers on staff--just myself and 1 other girl--Jessie. The 1st "drive-off" (This was my 1st direct experience with them, though I'd heard of them--just hadn't been trained about them whatsoever, & perhaps I'm somewhat naive since I don't think I'd heard of them my entire life until I worked in this industry, so I wouldn't know what one was) ends up being someone who lives down the street, so when we watch video, call the Police, & the guy comes back to pay soon after, he says he forgot because he came in to wash his hands or something. Anyway, the bottom line is, during that time, we were also under audit by an undercover Phillips 66 representative. He acted weird & growly with me, but I guess I passed with flying colors, including the fact that he paid for just $2 of petrol. He sees the chaos in the store, the fact that I look new but am handling everything, & the drive-off handling (I chose to call both Will & Val directly, though Jessie--who also has been upping her comments to me lately about how she "can't stand" Megan because Megan bullies her whenever she sees her [Jessie works on both the Kwik Stop & Dairy Queen sides]--was trying to figure out how to cover it up in the registers--To her credit, she did a nice job working with me today, & I gave her a team kudos officially for it, as well as giving 1, also, to Will & Val for other things due them). Then Will, on the phone, tells me I shouldn't have signed a form acknowledging the audit, which the rep said could be any employee, & I was never told by anyone from Kwik Stop that when we were lacking managers, DQ's managers were considered ours--R-I-I-I-Ight (I'm managing a foreign country right now as their Empress, too, from poverty here)...Anyway, I end up putting Will on the phone with the rep, who Will ends up chewing out?!!! For coming and doing the audit?! is what it sounded like (W. T. F?!!). The rep BLEW UP at me, at 1st, afterward, but only for a second, when he could see that he & I were basically the same thing. I mean, Phillips 66 is the brand, right? They could shut the Pennsylvania Kwik Stop down tomorrow for being idiots, couldn't they? Here's the kicker. After using a # of curse words (Coming literally from an older, professional guy) to tell me Will had no idea what he was doing, that "that manager" was an "f'ing" idiot, basically, & "wants to be important because he's not," he tells me I, on the other hand, did an OUTSTANDING job--that my Customer Service was excellent, that he knew about the drive-off, but he saw the way I handled that & took instant responsibility for it & accountability, even though he could tell I had no support whatsoever, & that I didn't even react negatively to his attitude at the counter or the fact that he only purchased 2 bucks of gas. The result is about 45 min. before I was supposed to come home, still no call from Will or Val about checking video on the 2nd drive-off--or whatever is happening out there. Yet Megan comes over and gets in my face (literally out of the blue), accuses me of lying! (It's normally always for instant truth, so this was a new one)--multiple times--when I say this whole "drive-off" thing is new to me (The 1st guy paid, so...) & says it looks like I "know people" & am trying to let them steal fuel (Again, What. The. ??!!!?!?!). Why doesn't she go do what's already WAY overdue, which is check video? Oh--That's right. She's too interested in coming & personally attacking me, instead--as if her "Leadership" nametag's not melting off her collared shirt as I'm literally looking at her, likely, like the corporate person who's about to axe her for creating a hostile work environment on the one person she shouldn't. What's interesting is that she also came after me, after I told her if she continued to talk to me like that, I would be happy to punch out, maybe indefinitely. She says, "Fine" (Wow, I thought--I'd just revealed my Human Rights Leadership Training news to Val this morning, & boy did she move fast after that!). I told Megan, with that news, what this looked like. When she came after me with the mints & items I had purchased earlier, like she was about to nail me for theft, I said, "Yes, it's something I stole," then pulled the receipt out like, "Voila!!!" I call Will, after she's now telling me I should go without counting my drawer (I looked at her & said, "I. Am. Counting. My Drawer. I ALWAYS have a perfect drawer. If I don't, & it's missing $100, then..."). A clear thought appeared in my head, which is that I'm (known to be) the only person in the store, to my knowledge, possibly the industry! who has literally a perfect drawer sometimes but with usually 10-25 cents error (over) most shifts, be it $300-$1800 in sales that goes thru my hands. And so they look at me like there HAS TO BE something WRONG with me--It's simply too good to be true. And I think about all my classmates, including in college, who I outperformed in testing, in presentations, & in class dialogue who, I'm quite sure, are helping to lead, if not leading, Fortune 100-level companies by now, & I'm thinking, about the register, "Do you think people get 4.0's at elite universities on luck?" I've been told people literally have to go find a dictionary after they talk to me, so perhaps I'll say "schools," not "universities." Anyway, I leave totally on big Spirit air, touch base with a cop coming in as I'm leaving, call the Human Rights Dept., Captain Klein, Sam when Sarah won't pick up her phone (They're in Cedar Falls taking care of my non-existent sister's children)(Oddly, after I told Sam what he could do with his idea when he said I'd better stick it out 'til I found something else, instead of trying to convince me I deserved it, he said, "You'll get it figured out" & said to wait it out 'til I heard from Corporate on Monday), etc.etc. The guy working Can Redemption at Wal-Mart let me use his cell phone (when I asked if there was a phone around to make a couple local phone calls from). Couldn't find a # to reach Val at from there (Further proof of the Mad Hatter's Party that is Circle K--I mean Kwik Stop!: No one at any of the Kwik Stops I called knew her number or even the # of the store she was supposedly at). Call (Another company in the industry), who I've met with the Recruiter for, at his request--Nothing yet. He half tried to open up other doors 4 me based on his contacts when we got together--I wonder why. Left a msg 4 Jill Reimer of Rainbo/the company. Get a call from Val who, with Will, is now back at the store, & they're saying all this, "We cannot discuss this further" crap. While I was basically running the store today--as they were...out running around, knowing their model was defunct but not wanting to admit it? I am suspended, they say, until Corporate calls me for follow-up on Monday (nasally voice) "for not asking every customer if they have fuel outside." I call Jill back 2 leave a msg, after calling some of my contacts to provide the update, to say I've put myself out there as a yog & at my true rank, with my Resume, & I think it's best if we leave it at that & that I'm appalled. Period. That is looks blatantly discriminatory, & I'll look forward to a genuine apology & right outcome. I also liked seeing Megan's face & leaving Jill an "Oh yeah, I forgot to mention" message, as well as Will's (when I told him when I called back after the suspension call to get Val, but he wouldn't let me, which seems to be kind of thematic in my experience working for him--if that was what was really going on--not my being sucked dry like a human Duracell) trying to man up & confirm he'd ensure I got it (when it arrived at the store, addressed to me--"Amy Jin Schmelzer"--He [Phillips 66 guy] made sure to get the "Jin"), when I mentioned that the Phillips 66 rep awarded me a Customer Service Reward of a $25 Gift Card after telling me the "Manager" was a @#$!%!--that I handled everything like a Master. Fancy that. I.O.W.A. stands for "Idiots Out Walking Around"--is what I've often been told away from here. Clearly That Explains Why I Scare People Because I'm Technically "From" Here But Somehow Have Smoked That Curse. Peace, P.S. The nail in the irony coffin--A young woman who tried tracking me down after I'd already left the YM/YWCA came in today totally depressed about a new job. She said they were "total a**holes" to her. She looked in my eyes & said, "Like they're trying to pick on every little thing I do, always watching me to find something new"--something like that. Let's look at demographics & motives here--I mean, I always am. And all I can do is speak from what I've seen & experienced. Our problems have little to do with anything more than complete insanity & weakness--of everything including character--holding power it doesn't deserve, holding Kings & Queens of the people in the slums & saying we're about Freedom. No...It is about Illusion & Greed for those who do not love Source first. P.P.S. In the yellow hoodie on the website I wear that I custom tatt'd up, artwork-wise, there R Chinese characters (I couldn't find the Korean) that read "Enlightened Warrior" on the back, down the spine, with huge, etheric Metatron Angel wings encasing them, coming from my back. On the hood, if the hood's up, you'll read the words, "My 'Hood, My World." I told Jill that this was my neighborhood & that ganging up on the girl with the perfect register who was literally the only person from the neighborhood at hand--which is seen as the best one--as if SHE'S the one doing damage to that locale, is an attitude--& I said I was speaking as a citizen now--not welcome in this neighborhood, and on behalf of MY neighborhood, those people need to leave. There is no Moment like this Moment where that quote is more applicable. Naive in some respects, I may have been, or may still be, but U see, what I've figured out is if U can figure out what the criminals do, or how, it's probably because U do it, too, or have, & have not healed yourself or righted your wrongs with Source, & if you can figure out the what & how but wouldn't have the nerve to enforce, it's probably because U still R. Peace Without Rugs. My 'Hood. My World!!! That's What Source Promised Me If I Chose Here Over Hollywood. And NO, It Was Not An Obvious Choice, Either Way. Sometimes, Perishing Alone & Soul-Disconnected In L.A. Seemed A Much More Obvious Choice Than What I'm Seeing Here. Period. Peace Without Rugs (Image of Amy Jin facing the camera in Supta Virasana) "True peace is never accomplished with shadiness, shirking responsibility, or shoving anything under a rug. Rugs are best left for (Ashtanga-based/Santa Monica) Power Yoga practice." -Amy Jin (Image of Ashtanga Yoga practice rugs) Image Courtesy of AOL Image Bank www.WhatItIsPowerYoga.blogspot.com H.563.556.3524 Dubuque/Asbury, Iowa, United States of America P.S. all U online readers--Upon waking today, I had the clear thought (Sometimes Spirit helps me while I sleep), "Hmmmmmmm...How R U going to cite the reason for suspension as the policy of not asking each and every customer if they have fuel outside for a drive-off when the definition of a drive-off is literally someone who drives off without coming in to pay for their gas?!!!!!" BULLS**T RACIST TRASH!!!!!!! P.P.S. Further irony--Trying to talk to herself & pulling her puppet strings to get Val & Todd--whose Aunt, by the way, was 1 of about at least 3 people, not including John, who works the UD fields, who came in externally while all the crap was happening on Saturday & randomly tried convincing me it was a "great company" & possibly could've seen that my standards of what that meant were national & global, so quite different, than theirs. Superficiality is perhaps the one thing I suck at. Anyway--to nod & agree with her talking to herself about why the Customer Service award belonged to the store & that the Phillips 66 guy didn't know what he was talking about (without even knowing if that was true or not)...had no right or "background" to tell me it was mine. She said, "I mean, he may not even be from this industry or even know what a drive-off is!!!" Last W. T. F. Seriously!? So...rather than tell her how unconvincing she looked as a company head but more like the Queen in "Alice in Wonderland" (She had tried to tell me the guy had no business telling me how to handle a drive-off. I just shook my head as I tried to raise my hand, as if trying to speak in class, & said, "He never tried to tell me how to handle the drive-off. He said he saw how I HANDLED the drive-off..." before she said something akin to, "SILENCE!!!")...I said, as I was walking out the door, "Oh, you mean an industry professional who has no experience with drive-offs like the one who was working in your store but was never trained on them?" Another interesting detail--At one point, she says, "Don't YOU talk to ME like that." I sat in the full intensity of who I am, as a soul, all jokes & titles, past, present, & future aside, & she immediately went silent. I almost laughed at her, "Oh...MEEEEE talk to YOUUUU like that?!!! What does THAT mean?" Looked pretty racist. Even she backed off, "I mean ANYONE. I mean, no one talks to me like that." Apparently no one's ever told her that the truth is actually upheld as top dog in this country or is supposed to, & I'll speak like that 2 her & to the entire world like that until the day I die. What a piece of s**t. God, you know, I felt somewhat less high on life after leaving that meeting, but the ultimate amazingness of not having to work there anymore was still so pervasive in & around my energyfield, I couldn't help but just sit back & chill in it. And what instantly came to me is about all the times throughout my life people, after I went away to college, told me, after they'd heard me talk about where I grew up or aspects of that experience, how "small" & "bigoted" & "stupid," ultimately, that hometown sounded. And I remember getting upset, feeling bad for or instantly defensive without any real reasons, of that hometown & its people, & then, somewhere along the lines, I realized they were right. And this time home--the last time, from what I decided while sitting alone, wanting to just go Home, back to Source, in Phoenix--I've realized that in a very fast, efficient, and intense way, it, meaning Dubuque, is showing me EXACTLY what the crib was like that I was laid in, but it was behind masked faces and hidden agendas & repression of my voice and my truth, as I was growing up here. I realize that I have always felt like an alien, not in a foreign land, but literally a foreign planet, amongst a lesser species, whose foulness seemed all-important to them and who, time after time after time, would choose the stench again, even if God, literally, showed up in their face and offered them a better option. I don't know that there has been any human development or evolution here since the cross-burnings in the early 1990's, when I was growing up here. I think it's safe to conclude, after today, that it has, in fact, gone backwards. And the fact that it has been named an "All-America City" suddenly becomes an indicator of how sad & wasteful our country is if a place that is riddled with the accounts I have written about since returning home can be worthy of any kind of recognition, rather than an award of any high measure. It is, perhaps, an indicator of a small city government needy for external validation and a pat on the head, like a simple but stupid child, rather than its people who, like cannibals, eat one another alive, & go rabid on those who try to employ more enlightened methods of interaction--not realizing that it is those exact rare gems who are their next leaders. And leaders who would lead them into an Order of true purpose, JOY, and delight. And like the status quo simple, stupid children-leaders, they pour themselves into grooming, wishing, wanting, hoping, or even demanding where that power should be placed, and in whom, as though they can change the Order of Source as that Vital Force has placed within each human soul its Purpose, Mission, and Power within the weave of time and space. I Hope Some Of U R Able To Feel What I Am Feeling Inside 2day One Day. It's Amazing.