My limit...
...is apparently about 3 months of insane hours. If I were to get two hours of sleep one night, then pick up a disappointing paycheck the next day, then find myself without time to take care of the clients that I care about, then learn that the conditions I had set for quitting have in fact come to pass...
So I handed my badge to my sup and walked out of Teleperformance.
Oh thank nonexistent God, it's over.
Darks Arts was fun. I should have quit TP on Sunday so I could see the bands. And so I could apologize to Donna. I called her something on Saturday night, "hon" or "sweetie" or something equally inappropriate, but in my defense I was really tired. Sorry, Donna.
Machnegun Symphony was great, very energetic and engaging. If I had known they would be playing that day, I wouldn't have worn the MGS shirt. Now everyone will know that I want to have Mark's baby.
So I handed my badge to my sup and walked out of Teleperformance.
Oh thank nonexistent God, it's over.
Darks Arts was fun. I should have quit TP on Sunday so I could see the bands. And so I could apologize to Donna. I called her something on Saturday night, "hon" or "sweetie" or something equally inappropriate, but in my defense I was really tired. Sorry, Donna.
Machnegun Symphony was great, very energetic and engaging. If I had known they would be playing that day, I wouldn't have worn the MGS shirt. Now everyone will know that I want to have Mark's baby.