It's A Celebration, Bitches!
Scene - Monday, around 4pm. Bossman's office. He has just asked me to review with him last items so he may leave early for the day. He's not feeling well.
Me: Did you finish that BEL work?
Bossman: Oh, right, yeah. It's done.
M: Did you get your request in for GSP?
BM: I'll do that tonight.
M: Do you remember me telling you on Friday about that job prospect that looked pretty good and how I might need a recommendation for it?
Bossman stares at me blankly.
M: Well, so I got the job.
Bossman stares at me blankly, long silence.
M: Ok...so I'm going to take it...
Bossman stares at me blankly, another long silence.
M: Right then...well I guess this is me quitting. Do you want something in writing?
BM: (Looking clearly flustered) Um, yes. No. No. Yes. I don't know. Ask Barbie, she's the HR manager.
M: Alrighty then. So you feel better and have a nice evening!
- end scene -
And they say dreams don't come true...
Ok, maybe only I say that. But I'm going to have to start taking it back - 'cause this is a dreams coming true kinda week! I finally got to quit heinously horrible lifefuck of a nightmare job!
And it was beautiful, just beautiful my friends!
The best part was, the ONLY Windows consultant in the office quit the next day. Like, you can't plan shit that good.
So I'm now the ad trafficking coordinator for an educational non-profit and the emanncipation proclamation was even better than I could have ever dreamed it to be.
But contrary to popular belief the best part isn't quitting - it's not giving a shit for the next three weeks about anything, aside from fucking over Rene.
No, I take that back...the best part is new work planned out my quitting so I could have a week long vacation. That's right, bitches! I'm almost 24, I've been out of school for almost two years and I get a motherfucking spring break!
Mwa ha ha ha ha!
I've dreamed about quitting for a good 15 months now. And it really is better than I ever thought! Here's to the first day of the rest of my life!
Oh, and here's a link to my countdown clock:
I'M FREE!!!
Me: Did you finish that BEL work?
Bossman: Oh, right, yeah. It's done.
M: Did you get your request in for GSP?
BM: I'll do that tonight.
M: Do you remember me telling you on Friday about that job prospect that looked pretty good and how I might need a recommendation for it?
Bossman stares at me blankly.
M: Well, so I got the job.
Bossman stares at me blankly, long silence.
M: Ok...so I'm going to take it...
Bossman stares at me blankly, another long silence.
M: Right then...well I guess this is me quitting. Do you want something in writing?
BM: (Looking clearly flustered) Um, yes. No. No. Yes. I don't know. Ask Barbie, she's the HR manager.
M: Alrighty then. So you feel better and have a nice evening!
- end scene -
And they say dreams don't come true...
Ok, maybe only I say that. But I'm going to have to start taking it back - 'cause this is a dreams coming true kinda week! I finally got to quit heinously horrible lifefuck of a nightmare job!
And it was beautiful, just beautiful my friends!
The best part was, the ONLY Windows consultant in the office quit the next day. Like, you can't plan shit that good.
So I'm now the ad trafficking coordinator for an educational non-profit and the emanncipation proclamation was even better than I could have ever dreamed it to be.
But contrary to popular belief the best part isn't quitting - it's not giving a shit for the next three weeks about anything, aside from fucking over Rene.
No, I take that back...the best part is new work planned out my quitting so I could have a week long vacation. That's right, bitches! I'm almost 24, I've been out of school for almost two years and I get a motherfucking spring break!
Mwa ha ha ha ha!
I've dreamed about quitting for a good 15 months now. And it really is better than I ever thought! Here's to the first day of the rest of my life!
Oh, and here's a link to my countdown clock:
I'M FREE!!!
posted by La Doña at 11:09 AM
3 Comments:
Congrats!!! I am so happy for you. Seems as if the googling's of both of us worked out well. I've decided that mine worked out better for me then the way I would have had it, and it sounds as if this worked out well for you too. Call me this weekend.
CONGRATULATIONS!!! And you know what makes this even more ridiculous??? Friday, April 7th I'm flying in at 9:30am. We are going to have to go out and celebrate your emancipation!!!!!!!!! PLEASE tell me that you are done on Thursday!!!!
Is that actually a picture of your feet? I've always wondered if it was actually you or if you got that picture from somewhere.
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