I've quit my job and am leaving in 3 weeks.
It's well past 6pm and I should be home, nicely fed and tucked in bed with Toby on one hand and a vibrat.. err, TV remote in the other.
I sacrificed the entire weekend to work on a new biz proposal presentation which I will not be leading.
I stayed up till 3.30am on Monday morning to fine-tune the very same proposal which I will not be leading.
At this point anyone who knows the circumstances of my work is asking two questions:
1. Why do you still bother?
and 2. I forget what 2 is because I'm brain dead.
My girlfriend, AS thinks I'm an idiot for putting up with the shit that comes with my job when I've already thrown in the towel 3 months ago.
She also thinks I'm a spineless twit for allowing the "powers that be" to trample all over me.
Oh well.. c'est la vie! Sometimes, you're free as a bird.. Other times you're the statue that the bird shits on ;-p
I've told myself that enough is enough but I guess it's never enough for someone who wants it all, eh!
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