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Good God, there is nothing in the world that sounds better than printing out a letter of resignation. Especially when you hate your job so much that you welcome a nasty summertime flu so that you have a good excuse to not show up for most of a week.
It's okay, I have two very excellent job interviews lined up this week at two awesome companies that pay better than where I current work, and neither job makes me sign a waiver stating that if I somehow contract HIV, I can't sue the company. Score!
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Do either of these prospective jobs even harbor the possibility of clients "taking liberty" with their hands? I sincerely hope not.
They don't! They're both office jobs, one is selling something, and one is technical support. And I miss my nice clothes. Scrubs feel far too much like pajamas.
Crossing my fingers for you.
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