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Take This Job and Shove It!

I quit my job. Or, as I explained to a friend yesterday, I totally "Jerry Maguire'd" out of that place. I was miserable, not because of the work, but because of a boss that thought yelling and pointing and degrading people was a proper mean of communication. I went to HR. Then I called them. Ad I emailed them and nothing happened. Other people went, staff walked out of his office in tears and he continued his completely unprofessional behavior. It would not stop. So, in a meeting where I had a lot to say, he came in uninvited and took it over with his negative words and violent behavior, and I realized I could not do it anymore. My anxiety took over and I thought I would pass out, so instead, I stood up and walked out. Poof. I was gone.
It was not an easy decision and it is by far the most spontaneous and irresponsible thing I have done in quite some time, but I am now totally, completely sure that it was the best way to handle the situation. I am less than two months away from my wedding and have not been unemployed for 14 years, so needless to say it is really scary, but as always I have the love and support of my dear fiance, as well as my family and friends and I know I am going to come out on top.
I deserve a job where I will be treated with respect, where I will be supported, and where I will get paid a salary that is commensurate with my education and work experience. And by-golly, I am going to find just that. I have been on four interviews since I left, two for the same organization, and I have a second interview scheduled for Friday for a really awesome position. I am sending out at least two or three (or sometimes more) resumes everyday. Because I did this as the fiscal year began, there are a surprising number of jobs that I would love to have open, and I am going for all of them. I think (hope) that it may even boil down to me having to make decisions! To choose a position! Oh the joy!
I do hope that I get something soon, despite the positive news, I am not being paid right now and that is scary. Today is two weeks since I have been unemployed and although I have been super, duper busy, I want to get back to work and get back to being totally financially ready for our wedding. Hopefully, that will happen soon, I will keep you posted.
In other news, I have been spending a lot of time with my friends and at the gym, two things that are keeping me sane and motivated right now. I have lost quite a few inches and am only 9 pounds away from my weight goal for the wedding, which I think will be attainable since Matty and I have taken a break from drinking until life gets a little less stressful. The wedding planning is going splendidly and I am getting so, so excited to me Mrs. O'Shea!!! Our honeymoon is planned and mostly paid for thanks to Matty's wonderful Aunt who gifted us her timeshares in Miami and Orlando. I am spending as much time as possible at the beach and cooking Matty dinners and overall enjoying how incredibly blessed I am to have him by my side.
Speaking of, he just made me an intriguing breakfast and we have to get up to Gloucester to practice for his triathlon coming up on 08/08 (go baby, go!!!).
Thank you one and all for your support, cheer leading, picked up tabs at lunch and just being the fabulous people I get to call my friends.

XoXo

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