well boys and girls, the honeymoon has ended.
or rather, more accurately, it was totally fucking OVER about 4-5 months ago, but i’ve been so swamped with job #2 frustrations (and accomplishments) that i haven’t had any time to actually sever the ties — as it were — and finally tell job #1 that they can fall on their collective knees and LICK DEEZ NUTZ.
you know it’s bad when you haven’t even set foot completely in the building yet and you are already disgusted and can’t wait until you can leave. and that, my friends, is exactly how i feel at job #1 each and every day. it’s ricockulous. i just…totally and completely fucking hate it there. and while i’m busy ironing out this job #2 stuff — which is going better and better by the day — i may have a brief period of pay cuttedness (is that even a fucking word?) but it’s going to be so worth it in the long run. really, it is.
and like, i’m totally leaving in a few weeks (2 weeks from thursday) to get my baby, so fuck all y’all.
seriously, i’m giving my notice tomorrow.
and HOW!!!
soon: pirates!