UnQuit

In a time of economic crisis, where Wall Street and the government and huge business is trying to squeeze every fucking dime they can out of the lower and middle classes, it's probably not a good time to quit your job.

I've been applying for tons of jobs, and only two looked promising. Neither of my two prospects worked out. One decided to stop hiring, and the other just wasn't that impressed with me during the interview. I could be more hurt, and I could be a lot more upset. Honestly, neither job sounded all that appealing to begin with, but both were something different, something more interesting than drawing blood samples and asking people about AIDS all day. Both would have been somewhere that I could wear my nice dress clothes and pretend that I was a hard-working, productive member of society.

Tomorrow, I'm probably going to have to officially withdraw my resignation. I've been talking a lot about it with my manager, and she's been so great and understanding about it. However, and this is a pretty big however, this however spans the galaxies and fills my heart with hope and desperation and longing for this however to be exactly what I need...there might be an opportunity for me in the center; they are pushing for a job to be created in the area I work in, a job that I'm beyond qualified for, and I have exchanged many hushed words behind closed doors about what I would do to get it. This job opening would allow me to wear my dress pants and not have to wear a lab coat. This lateral move is nothing glamorous, and it won't give me a raise. But out of the dozens of jobs I've been applying for, this is the kind of work I've wanted to do the most.

Everybody think happy thoughts for me tomorrow, as I'm praying that I'm given this opportunity to add another notch on the bedpost I call my resume.