Apr 30, 2010 10:18
FURTHER SHIT ON JOBBING AND MOVING!
Much as I would like to tell Walmart they've stolen two years of my life that I'll never get back then wander over to sporting goods, grab one of those ~*SEVEN DOLLAR MACHETES*~ and play this out like it's always gone in my head, unfortunately I have this stupid streak of responsibility that's trying to show up. Instead, I'm going to calmly thank them for the opportunity they've afforded me and turn in my two weeks notice.
...and possibly sabotage some slightly major shit in those two weeks. INVENTORY IN HOW MANY WEEKS WHAT WHAT?
The good news is the new job. Which will be hard work, physical labour in an industrial complex. But to be fair, even though it's a commercial setting that's pretty much what I was already doing. The only difference is now I don't have to deal with customers' shit, piss and vomit, and now? I'll actually get paid something fair from the get go, with naught but room to improve.
Most importantly, now Ami can do all the little things that she hasn't been able to thanks to the government. She can learn to drive, get a GED, and get a job. So no matter what, we're already doing better.
SEVEN DOLLAR MACHETE