Yes, I quit my job. I had the last straw on Friday. I told my supervisor many times I can't work a split shift and come in on first shift. I didn't have a ride. I told him in a text message because right after we got done working, he took off to his office and I was too tired to chase after him. He said he coerced me into doing the shift. That's when I knew it was over.
Now, I really don't know what to do with myself. It's daytime and I'm wide awake. I'm usually sleeping so, I'm sitting here job hunting. I should take a week off and decompress from what all just happened. I have no quit in me. I am ready to move on to the next chapter in my book of work. That's what I'm calling it.
I'll keep you posted. Good thing the economy is doing so good right now.
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