end of an era
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latest archive about email links yearbook japan photoblog wish list	Thu Oct 30 03 / 4:27 PM I quit my job today. During the middle of my shift I learned that a girl who was still on hiring probation had been promoted above me into the senior cash position I have been expecting for 3 years. Upon hearing that, amidst the crushing shame and sadness, I knew I had to quit. Even if quitting somehow triggers a chain of events that snowballs into an ever-growing series of misery, downtroddenness, and depravation, it would be much worse to stay working there. I have already secured another job, it even pays more, and it is the type of job I'd probably excel at, but I'm going to turn it down. It's too far away, it's too many days a week, and, as he said to my embarrassment, I am overqualified for it. But am I really? I am educated and intelligent, but what are my qualifications? I have no idea what job I should even pursue next that might bring me one modicum of satisfaction. Given a million dollars, I would do nothing. I would live my life as I do now on my days off. I wish my life were my job. I wish I had quit the moment I knew, instead of waiting 2 days to announce my resignation.
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Lisa Higgs
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