I quit my job.
*everybody cheers*
Technically I’m still here, but yesterday, I tendered my resignation and gave my 5 weeks notice.
I know, 5 weeks sounds like heaps, but it’ll give me ample time to find something to tie me over until I go off to Europe – which I really need to start organising soon!
I had a rough time trying to pucker up the courage to have ‘that chat’ with my boss, but I fluffed up my feathers and did it. Didn’t go too badly, although he ranted off on a tangent about ‘your generation’ and I forgot some key points that needed to be mentioned um… like WHEN MY LAST DAY is?!
It’s ok, I got it covered, a “formality” which I am forever grateful to – the “resignation letter”
Outlined my ‘lovely time’ at the ‘organisation’ (which consists of 1 employee – me) and noted my last day – March 5th. I’m jumping for joy on the inside. Scared and excited all at the same time.
I think I know why daredevils do what they do, can you imagine the constant exhilaration?!
WOAH!!!!
Back to work for now!
