I’m A Quitter, And Proud Of It

Perhaps I made a mistake in choosing this job. Maybe I just got nervous because I am supposed to feel “lucky I have a job offer in this economy.” (Can I just tell you how much of a load of crap I think that is by the way?) Maybe I was just scrambling because I have bills to pay, or was worried people would think I am lazy or something if I didn’t find a job in a day. These are all pretty typical feelings. Either way, I am going to quit this job because I need to believe in what I do for work and deserve to have at least one redeeming thing about what I spend 40-80 hours a week doing. 

Discouraging and disappointing are not strong enough words to express how I have felt, and several of you who have written me have stated you have felt- when it comes to your boss/co-workers/job. The lack of general manners, respect and decency overall seems pretty sad in so many cases. On the flip side, those who have shared stories of jobs you love and are paid close to minimum wage, co-workers who are your best friends and how much you love that you make a difference everyday with what you do- this is where my hope stays and why I can’t stop believing that great work is out there to be found. 

I’m not going to stop until I find it. Or I am going to make it myself.

If I have to be a quitter for a little longer, because I make a not-so-great choice on the next job- so be it. At least I’ll be able to take something from every job mistake I make and learn a little more for the next time. I will always be proud of being a quitter if it means I’ll still be able to believe I can make a difference with my work somehow, someday.

Sure anyone would have to be a bit strategic about this quitting thing, make a plan, yadda yadda. No one can get all crazy and quit tomorrow if you can’t feed your kids or will be thrown on the street. Do yourself a favor though, evaluate your current job situation and if you can’t come up with at least one redeeming thing about it and your gut says it’s never going to get better, get out. Summer is coming and you can always serve ice cream. 

Thank you Mom, for encouraging me to be a quitter when anything in life doesn’t feel right.

Thank you Maureen in for being the shortest-lived and most inspiring boss I have ever had.

Thank you Meggin and Crystal for letting me try my best to be a good and fair boss to you. 

Thank you to everyone who has written to me and shared that because of this blog you are living and trying things you have always wanted to. That is why I continue to write and babble and it helps me to keep believing.