After months of having almost-panic-attacks every morning before work and weeks of crying on my home every night, I finally quit my job. It was a Friday afternoon and I had just been told that the next week of my life was going to be spent trying to make someone’s earlier (what I considered to be unethical) actions seem, and I quote, “like no big deal.”
Uh uh.
No way.
When I protested, well…that didn’t go over so well. So I left in a huff and 20 minutes later, I turned my car around, marched my happy ass back in there and quit.
Probably not the most financially sound decision I’ve ever made but definitely the most morally satisfying thing I’ve done in a LONG time.
I took a couple weeks off life, got my head in order and now I’ve got a super-promising job interview (for a job where I’d make at least 3 and a half times what I was scraping by on before) coming up very soon.
Sometimes you just gotta act.
Oct 20, 2008, 10:32AM PDT | 8 cheers | 3 comments
If you find yourself lost in the woods, fuck it! Build a house. “Well, I was lost but now I live here. I have severely improved my predicament.”
~Mitch Hedberg
It’s obvious to everyone around me that I have fallen out of love with my job. It was a long time coming, but now, I’ve reached the point of no return. I cannot re-fall in love with this situation. It’s much too far gone for all that. I’ve got to get out of here. I’ve given it my best shot, but me and this place just aren’t suited for one another.
A few weeks back I sent out my resume and then fell straight back into complacency. What a wasted initial effort. This has got to be a full-force effort or nothing’s going to come of it. I’ve worked too hard for too long to just stay unhappy here. You would think after I got so stressed a few months ago that my hair started to fall out, I would have gotten the message and gotten the hell out of here. Well…there’s no time like the present.
Jul 29, 2008, 03:32PM PDT | 6 cheers | 1 comment
