OK. Sometimes when I'm nervous I develop a temporary rash on the front of my throat. It's not an attractive sight and if you ask me if I did a google image search for 'neck rash', I'll plead the fifth. (So what if I did. Lemme tell you, though, all those images were WAY grosser than my version of neck rash. I just get red and splotchy and it's not contagious.)
If the tension doesn't subside, I also get a little nauseated. Most of the time, all this cool stuff occurs when I'm anticipating some sort of conflict.
Today was a recipe for neck rash, nausea, and anything else my body wanted to throw at me. Why?
After almost exactly 2 months of employment at my first big-girl job, I had to give my boss my two weeks' notice. Whoa.
Don't worry, I'll still be bringing home the bacon. Actually, I'll be bringing home a few more strips, and it'll be higher quality bacon. Hospital Social Worker bacon, to be precise. Medical Telemetry and Oncology bacon. Dang, Gina. That's good bacon, and hopefully it'll smell less like urine.
Yeah, quiting is never a fun task -- but horray for bacon that doesn't smell like urine! Congrats!
ReplyDeleteWow, you're even faster than I am. I started a job at Wells Fargo doing online customer support (this is where I learned some people are retarded). I quit my job there after 3 months of employment. Way to go!
ReplyDeletecongrats on the new job!! hope you survive the next 2 weeks of your current employment. you give hope to the rest of us who are still waiting until the time is right to move on...
ReplyDeleteCongrats, Kris! I'm glad you found somewhere you really enjoy being. I was nervous to quit at the old folk's home where I work . . . and two and a half years later I still work there. My trick was just slowly working fewer and fewer shifts while taking other jobs. Now I work one weekend a month there and I don't even feel bad about it. Alzheimer's bacon sucks.
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