Jul 13, 2008 18:01
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to quit my job this week. There's been a lot of internal drama lately at work, and I was recently made the scapegoat--long story short. So I think it's time for me to go. I'm hoping to collect unemployment in the interim between this and finding a new job, so I should be okay financially. When I go up to give my two weeks notice, I'm going to cash in my PTO too so I can get one last big paycheck. Hopefully I can find something else in a relatively short amount of time, but I guess we'll see. My parents totally support me, so that's awesome too. Their theory is that I'm young and shouldn't have to be trapped somewhere that I hate, because that's what happened to them.
In other news, epic shitshow last night. Dead Horse, which is Ryan and Tony's band, played a show at the Town Tavern, so Zbegner, Peasley, Susie, and I were there. We were all fucking wasted. Zbegner drove us there, but Susie drove us home because Zbegner disappeared. Apparently he walked home from Jersey Shore this morning. Right? We have no idea how he got there, and from there to his house is a pretty long walk. It's kind of ridiculous.
That's the short of my life right now. It's a good time, I tell you what.
Regardless of whether or not I quit my job, I have a week off. So I'm going to try to enjoy it.
Quote of the day: I'd scissor it off...