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I am not happy anymore.
Not that I've ever been happy with my work.
Ayoko na. I have had enough.
Ever since that uniform incident, I've been weighing scales of
resigning and staying.
And my inclinations, my gut tells me to resign.
It's scary. Yes.
But I have had enough of this bullshit.
Then I realized I will only have the "2 year experience" counter by December.
But before that it's just 1 year and some months.
But I really really want out already.
I asked the universe to give me a sign or an epiphany or something.
Something that would make my decision easier.
And lately, I've been waking up not wanting to go to the office.
I have a series of tardiness already that I really don't mind.
Except for the monetary consequences.
And I always find an excuse not to do my job.
And I keep repeating to myself. Ayoko na.
Ayoko na. Ayoko na.
But the only tangible thing that would come out of it
is that I'd be leaving right after the peak season.
And that would be in April.
I just want out. out. out.