My intentions when I sat down were to tell you a fantastic story of restaurant servers vs. an obnoxious restaurant manager. I cannot quite figure out a way to do this properly as I somewhat feel sorry for the bad guy. So I’ll spare nasty details and share the fact that I quit my job yesterday. I walked out in the midst of my shift with tables waiting for food that wascooking and everything. And while the interaction between myself and the manager was definitely heated, I assume (and hope) this will be the only time I walk out on employment, so a part of me wishes I made a scene. Although I might feel badly if I did. It’s probably better this way.
Luckily I was hired at another place, that position starts on Monday. I know if other options were not already there, I’d probably have stayed at the place I was working and put up with the nonsense for awhile longer. Now I own five days of nothing. No place to be, no obligations outside the home, and absolutely no money I feel I can spend. Being as I already told you I subscribe to satellite TV , I considered sitting on the couch at every possible moment and watching re-runs on TV Land. I still might. Right now I want to embrace the feeling of being a stay-at-home mom for however short a period of time it is. Consider me Mrs. Cleaver, I’m baking friggin’ bread!