Good Ol' Boy Politics In The Workplace

My job is not glamorous or beneficial to mankind. I work in a gas station that is located in the tiny southern town I inhabit as of the moment. Or the 7th Circle Of Hell- whichever you prefer. I have been known to get the two confused.

Because of the town I live in being a "rabid right-wing conservative" area, many of the jobs one can attain in this town are only attainable by "knowing someone" who already works there, or knowing the manager/owner/whatever. It's "good-ol'-boy" politics at their finest. People here are close-minded, judgmental, and they do not operate under the same rules as the rest of the country, it would seem.

There is favoritism here that runs rampant, nepotism, old-fashioned racism, and even class separation and white-bread snobbery. I'm stuck here because of monetary reasons (lack of), and every day it eats me alive. This job smothers me. I'm thankful to have one, but some day I hope and pray that I can find a job that operates under the general rule that if you do a good job, you advance and are appreciated- regardless of whether or not you know someone or aren't white and middle-class.