Just in case anyone had their doubts, I am no longer in the employ of the bookstore.

I quit.  I think my mind had been made up mid-June, about the time they reiterated the “aprons and customer service” policy again.  I was just being a huge pussy about it.
I clocked out before the annual fall rush meeting and didn’t show up the next day.  Wednesday I decided to stop being an asshole and let Jim know I was done.  I don’t know if I didn’t have the heart to give him all the reasons, or if I just didn’t give a shit, but I let him know my mental state was not great (which is true. I wasn’t going to lie) and I wouldn’t be coming back.  He told if I wanted to come back for buyback or something just to let him know, and I know they’d take me back.  But unless I’m in dire need of a paycheck, I don’t plan on it.
I did go to a referral interview for a couple of off-campus student positions, but “receptionist at pediatric clinic” is not for me.  The technical writer job seems to be at a Lexington company with no actual address- apparently they write manual and run workshops to teach businesses how to use software.  I may email them to find out what exactly the gig entails, but “office presentation” is absolutely not something I’m interested in doing, nor is it something anyone else wants to see me do.

In the meantime, I’m working up thumbnails for a story I’m calling “The Household Adventures of Chester Drawers”.  It’s a children’s story by the way, not a bad porno plot.


About ducksarebitches

I'm a painter, a drummer, a student, and currently unemployed. I also appreciate cats and a bit of light debauchery, but not at the same time or for the same reasons.
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