So I quit my job last night. The reason I did this was that I had been leaving the house at 7.30am and not returning til 8 or 9pm, without earning a penny and even losing some money on transportation and calls we had to make for the job. I had to make a choice between hanging in there, trying again and again, and hopefully making a sale at some point, or quitting and looking for a new job which had normal hours and normal pay. I told myself that if I didn't make any sales on Tuesday, I would quit. And so I did. And instantly, a burden fell off my shoulders. I felt myself again, happy again, without stress or the feeling of sufication. I found my way back to Barrington Road (more on that later) and afterwards slept well for the first time in four nights.
So tomorrow, I will go on another job hunt. I will not be picky and I will not give up. All I need is a job which pays, so I can pay my rent and my tuition fees. And have a life. Especially that last detail. I did not move to slave away. This is the city of my dreams and no bonus in the world could make me not experience it like that.
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