I.QUIT.MY.JOB!
After working so hard to get there, and getting the one job I always wanted, I quit. (Well, I'm not that much of an ass, I did give plenty of notice and am still working until November 7th)
I just couldn't take it anymore. There was no way I could keep going, 7 days a week, working, working, working. It got to the point that I would feel guilty if I wasn't at work on the weekends. At work in a place where NO ONE is supposed to be there on the weekends. I'm wishing they never gave me a key to the building. Ugh...
After working so hard to get there, and getting the one job I always wanted, I quit. (Well, I'm not that much of an ass, I did give plenty of notice and am still working until November 7th)
I just couldn't take it anymore. There was no way I could keep going, 7 days a week, working, working, working. It got to the point that I would feel guilty if I wasn't at work on the weekends. At work in a place where NO ONE is supposed to be there on the weekends. I'm wishing they never gave me a key to the building. Ugh...
I'm sad, I'm disappointed, and unbelievably relieved. Until of course, the first month without that pay check comes. That's not going to be fun.
Lucky me. I have a sugar daddy.
Yay to handsome Gorilla who will always take care of me. I love him.
Yay to handsome Gorilla who will always take care of me. I love him.
I will miss my students terribly.
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