July 13, 2012
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Getting my dignity back one fuckyou at a time
My job is over in three weeks. After three years, it is a time for celebration. Weird thing is, all the things that were keeping me working and caring about my job a month ago are gone. So it’s going to be really really really hard for me to actually work and not just say fuck you to my coworkers. I did okay tonight, but it was a short shift. It makes me wonder how the hell I kept it together this long.
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Use the opportunity to define who you really truly want to be remembered as. Do your best and make them miss you rather than celebrate your leaving! Ah such a sweet delightful way to depart.
@Aloysius_son - So far, it hasn’t been too bad. It’s just that that job was something that started out as temporary, but became a three-year-long nightmare. I’ve toughened up considerably because of it (I can actually tell my next employer “hey, if I can survive being scratched by a crackhead at three in the morning, I can take pretty much anything your establishment throws at me”)but at the same time there were very few upsides to the job, other than a paycheck and a lesson in hard knocks. So, I’m at the point now where I have stopped stressing about certain things because I can honestly say I’m on my way out.