I QUIT

I remember sitting at my work desk on one chilly Friday afternoon (last Friday, it is not like it was too long ago) and thinking to myself, what a waste of precious time! I am always in control of my emotions and I like it that way, so when something happens to challenge that status quo, I react and take to my heels.
I have never been so vulnerable, and the message on my phone did not make things any amusing than they were! I am known for my impatience, and the fact that I had remained patient for thus long is proof that I had matured in my thoughts and in my dealings.

So I was challenged, by the highest form of white and black lies...with deception covered in sweet words, with details that had the devil written all over them. I was a wounded heart and I realized I had taken this too far...not the battle I mean, my patience..I did something about it though and sat down to write what I should have written months ago- My resignation letter.

I had thought this was something I would never have to do...QUIT, but I realized the advantage I had in this one was time. I am young and wild and free (got that from a song BTW). I had stayed for four months in a shell of a job, I would go to meetings after meetings, sit at the furthest end of the room and zone out!I was not being a bad employee, just someone who did not want to build her career based on lies and deception. I was tired of having blood on my hands,of sitting and being lethargic,of constantly getting stressed imagining when next I would be able to take care of my money obligations so I simply QUIT!!!

I had initially thought of writing a very emotional letter, stating all my frustrations and all of my shattered career hopes,but I did not do it. Figured it would be much better leaving this godforsaken place without leaving them with a clue as to what they had put me through. I was going to be the nudging conscience that they needed so as to do something to rearrange their house. So I used my best friend Google and came up with an emotionless letter that had my name BUT not my words. I had made up my mind!!!

Later in the evening, I got a call from my boss-who pretended that he has not seen all this coming-and said he needed to talk to me. 'HELL!!! AFTER MONTHS WITHOUT TALKING,NOW HE NEEDED TO TALK????' Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned! He had just awoken those feelings I had fought so hard to repress....If there is anything I do well is speak my mind....As am writing this am waiting for that conversation, in other circumstances, I would have said DREADED but in this one I say ANTICIPATED! Thing is, sometimes money is not the answer to a lot of the questions we seek, and sometimes making up your mind to take a risk is just the beginning of a lot of great things that were waiting to happen...

I was taking the risk of being jobless while writing that letter,BUT I know that even though am overwhelmed with a lot of feelings right now..I am feeling  much more fulfilled than I have been for months and frankly, the HUSTLER in me that I never knew existed is coming out!! Loving this opportunity seeking journey :)

P.S. I am accepting condolences gifts in form of CASH only!! This girl be a broke ass B****h :)