I had this incredible moment today at work where I was so stressed out about this clusterfuck shitfest that I’m being forced to deal with / fix long term etc and my nerves were getting the best of me… until I realized I’m going to quit my job in a year and I give absolutely zero fucks about this job, this process, this day, the people pissing me off, everything!
The release from that stress felt so good I started LAUGHING at my desk like an idiot. I need to remember that. Who gives a shit?
Ok so I really like Frankie tho
I’ve been working since I was 16, and now I work full time and go to school full time. In 2016 I will start Nursing rotations and will have to quit my current job - which at FIRST was a terrifying thought… I can’t imagine not being self sufficient. Lately however I’ve been low key hating what I do, I’m paid only marginally more as a supervisor to do so much more work. The longer I’m there, the more I want to leave - and because I know what’s in store for my department, I know it’s only going to get worse.
In two months, Michelle/Kevin and I will part ways and it’s so bittersweet bc I love love love living here with them but I have to sacrifice some freedom in order to move forward. I’m choosing to be excited, because it means I’m that much closer to my goals.
I can’t wait for frankie to go home (I actually like frankie) so that you guys can shut the fuck up about frankie
I wish Ilana Glazer were my best friend, how do I make that happen