Nov 16, 2006 15:48
so, i quit my job. the long version involves 3 months of pent-up frustration, anger, and everything i mentioned in the previous entry. the short version? last wednesday, my boss yelled "what the hell is wrong with you?" to me on the phone, and upon strolling into the office at 2 p.m., accused me of deliberately trying to sabotage her company. after several minutes including more screaming and horrendous, unfounded accusations, i said "hey, i don't feel like being verbally abused today," (to which she shrieked, "i am NOT verbally abusing you!") and gave two week's notice. i spent a few fuming moments sharing blunt, truthful tidbits with her until she turned to me, smiled, and said, "anne, i'm not accepting your two week's notice. this is silly." she continued to say that if i did choose to leave, she wholeheartedly understood, and promised to give the highest recommendation for my next job. hi, need therapy much? thanks. so, in conclusion, my life will greatly improve in a matter of days and i can't wait to resume a life sans demented boss.
in other news, i've been pretty hormonal lately. there's nothing like wanting to burst into tears because you can't find your shoes, or because the line at cvs is too long, or because it's windy and god should know better than to fuck up your hair. man, i love it. besides that, life is truckin' along. i don't have to work until monday, i have a tarte flambee date tomorrow night with brian, i'm planning a montreal trip in january, and i finally got my hair cut. i'll be in michigan from december 20-28; where will you be, homies?