i did it
I finally quit my job today. Literally moments after I did it, Dov called a meeting in his office with the merchandisers, and tried to fire me for the umpteenth time. He didn’t and probably still doesn’t know I quit. And it isn’t like I am quite moving onto bigger and better things either. I will be unemployed in 2 weeks depending on the gods at Netflix. In the true spirit of an abuse victim, I regret quitting, but at the same time I realize that if I don’t do it now, then I will never do it. I have to let go and it is going to hurt. I am still trying to accept that. It’s just so hard especially when you sacrificed so much and poured your life into this job. I have had it for 6 months now but it feels like I have been doing this for years. And that ain’t right.
