I am quitting my job. For sure. I can't stand it any longer. So I am going to work tomorrow I think and Saturday and I am quitting. I was going to hold out until I found a new one, but too bad. It sucks bad and if nothing else I would gladly go back to the diner where I get better tips and at least I know what to expect there and they are nicer, more laid back and not getting up in arms over the stupidest little things that DON'T MATTER!!!!!
I saw a co-worker last night and told her that I was going to quit and she looked sooo jealous and congratulated me. I shouldn't be terrified of a phone call from them telling me to come in, or wanting to go out immediately afterwards to split a bottle of wine cause the job makes me so high-strung. That is bad news. The end, it is over.