More Sweet Than Bitter
I quit my job this week.
Sticklers for precision will say that I didn't quit since I didn't walk out of the place never too return. That, instead, I gave my notice and will be out of there in two weeks.
To me, it feels like I quit.
My last day will be on August 21, which is funny, because I started working at the Minuteman on August 21, 2006. At the time, I thought I'd be there a few weeks before I was swept away into some other, more fabulous life.
I'd be sad about my time at The Minuteman, were it not for the fact that it paid the bills, took care of my family and introduced me to a lot of really great people. Not the least of which was myself.
I learned that I was capable of biting my tongue and working retail, a profession that Drieg had long since told me I was incapable of doing because I thought it was beneath me. And it's true, the last of that particular brand of elitism died in me these past two years, but sadly, I still never quite shook the shame I felt at having to work retail. I'd always been told that I was destined to do great things, and working at the Minuteman as Food and Beverage supervisor just didn't feel like a great thing. Even when I received my promotion this January and was out of food service and into group sales...just didn't feel right, even though a large chunk of my job was to make sure that kids got books.
Now, all of that is being jettisoned.
I'm leaving to go back to teaching.
I can't tell you how relieved and excited I am to be going back to the classroom. It's been two years and I'm more than ready to get back to it...so here's to the next adventure.
Sticklers for precision will say that I didn't quit since I didn't walk out of the place never too return. That, instead, I gave my notice and will be out of there in two weeks.
To me, it feels like I quit.
My last day will be on August 21, which is funny, because I started working at the Minuteman on August 21, 2006. At the time, I thought I'd be there a few weeks before I was swept away into some other, more fabulous life.
I'd be sad about my time at The Minuteman, were it not for the fact that it paid the bills, took care of my family and introduced me to a lot of really great people. Not the least of which was myself.
I learned that I was capable of biting my tongue and working retail, a profession that Drieg had long since told me I was incapable of doing because I thought it was beneath me. And it's true, the last of that particular brand of elitism died in me these past two years, but sadly, I still never quite shook the shame I felt at having to work retail. I'd always been told that I was destined to do great things, and working at the Minuteman as Food and Beverage supervisor just didn't feel like a great thing. Even when I received my promotion this January and was out of food service and into group sales...just didn't feel right, even though a large chunk of my job was to make sure that kids got books.
Now, all of that is being jettisoned.
I'm leaving to go back to teaching.
I can't tell you how relieved and excited I am to be going back to the classroom. It's been two years and I'm more than ready to get back to it...so here's to the next adventure.
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DUDE!!! I'm so happy for you! You were great in the classroom and it sounded like you really loved it the first time around. Hope it goes just as well if not better this time.