Quit my job today.
I had planned on being nice, giving notice, and stuff....
but this week they were mean to me, so I played hooky for 2 days, during which I convinced myself to quit today.
Didn't tell nobody til quitting time....
Oh, and came in the shop this morning to find they had removed me from my area I had been in for over 3 years.
No consultation, just oh well, we put you there.
If I had not already made up my mind, I think that would have been the kicker, although I spend a wonderful last day, just basically walking around, cleaning a couple of bathrooms, pulling some trash, and taking A LOT of breaks.
But I was still pissed.
It used to be like 'hey, we need you in such and such area, would you mind?"
Then I'd go, sure, no problem.
Except for Psych.
But that's a mini meltdown for another story.
Pass the beer, I need one today!