Well, that's it. I walked out of the office today with a full tummy, a passel of pilfered office supplies, and way too many flowers. and I'm never going back.
Now it's time to decide what I want to be when I grow up (see,
asteriatic, it's not just you). I could get another clerical type job, and hope it isn't as mind numbing and soul draining as Telus. I could go back to school, but I need to decide whether what I'd get out of it will be worth what I'd have to put into it. I could work some more on getting my own business up and running, but if it is at all like last time I won't be able to keep the enthusiasm up for long.
I think I'm going to spend the next little while talking to career counsellors, checking out programs at local colleges, that sort of thing. Figure out what all my options are.