Well, that didn't last long...
It's probably not a good sign when your first post since getting a new job is talking about having quit it.
Nevertheless, I feel I made the right decision. Ten to thirteen hour shifts every day in the summer sun are not conducive to getting anything else done. And I'm a college student. I have to multitask.
I would have given notice, but for two things. One, they'd already shown me with another guy who gave his notice that the bosses are the kind of immature asshats who will make your last two weeks hell given the slightest excuse. I was already looked at as the useless guy who knew nothing about pipe laying and back breaking physical labor. My last two weeks would have been an exercise in enduring mockery from people who, quite frankly, don't have the wit to be mocking anyone.* Two, I simply can't get anything else done with a job that's seemingly designed to crush my soul. I won't go into too much detail, but it's bad there. Just talking to some of my coworkers was enough to depress me.
As I was comtemplating my decision on Monday, I heard that one of the guys I'd seen around the job and briefly talked to on a couple of occasions had gone home the previous week, gotten drunk, and shot his pregnant daughter in the neck. I took as a sign from The Powers That Be that my decision was correct.
As for my money situation... it's not good, but I've saved up enough to have a month of job search time before my bank account starts hemmoraging money again. I'm honestly more worried about what my batshit uncle is going to do when he finds out I've quit without having a backup job. Wish me luck with the renewed job search.
...I'm probably going to need it.
~Chaotic Neutral