third time IS the charm
so i quit my job.
really fucking quit, as in….i didn’t go in yesterday and am not going in today, and so on.
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the first 2 times i quit (mind you, I’d only been working there since mid-November), I did it the decent way with providing 2 weeks notice. Both times in those two weeks, they begged me to stay. And I stayed….miserably.
This time….well…..it’s kind of a dick move.
but seriously….the manager broad is a raging psycho and every person who quits ends up doing it in some abrupt, insane way because she just brings that out of people.
i don’t really feel bad.
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it doesn’t feel awesome to be jobless but it does feel awesome to say “I deserve to be happy.”
i don’t subscribe to the idea that work is something to be loathed and hated. i still think that i can and will find a job that does not kill me slowly inside…. i don’t think i’m naive or idealistic for believing that.
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so yeah.
unemployed.
and now i can’t (or moreso WON’T) ever return to the gym I’ve belonged to for over 10 years which kinda bums me out. Instead, I plan to spend time wandering aimlessly on long walks around the hills of Glendale.
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i’ll be blogging once again so uhhhh….lucky you?
