To quit or not quit my job, that is the question.
You know, it’s a good paying gig, and money’s nice and all. But what if I just took the next semester off and went job hunting again once the summer starts back up? I’ve got credentials and all now, so will it really be that much harder to find a job? Even if I were to go through with this decision,I beg to wonder if I’d be kicking myself later.
I feel like it would help make me force myself to make something of my life. I just feel like it’s the only thing right now with any semblance of meaning in my life. Wow that sounded kind of dramatic, but I feel like there’s some truth in it there.
Sometimes, well even a lot of times, I wonder what I’m missing out on when I’m not at work. Probably not much. It may be a good start, but I’m wondering if that would truly be the right answer to my problems.
I just feel like a joke at my work, nobody really respects me, and there’s nobody there that i’m particularly wild about that i’d be heartbroken to say goodbye to. Quittin might make things worse though, cause then I don’t think I’d have anything really meaningful left.
Who knows, maybe after this Christmas party Monday I’ll have a change of heart. Just wish I could go home for a while and still have my job. Roomies coming back today for a few, so that’ll be cool. Wanna go to the Double Tree party with them tonight but have to work. Hopefully maybe i’ll still be raging by the time I get off work tonight around 1030 or 11ish and I can swing on by.
Guess I’ll just say this, about my current state of life dissatisfaction. Yeah I was into guys for a while and now I’m not, and everyone still thinks I am, even new people that I meet. That’s pretty much all anybody thinks when they meet me. I’d like to think that I’m generally well received, but at what cost?
Perhaps it’s time to bounce off to a new scene?…
*Knock Knock* Hurricane Isaac’s outside.
How sad is it that I can barely manage to pull it together at a party after being around so many noisy people at work that I dip out? Some nice peace and quiet (with the exception of Midtown outside my door) to unwind after another night at da grill.
The “Charleston Tuxedo”: FRATTY