Ok.
My living room. Innit.
Now go away.
Sup, internets.
I have quit four jobs in the past ten months. Like, good ones. Stormed out today in indignant rage, assured of my correctness. Heated departure. Exiting. Exciting.
Why do youse think that might be? On the physical plain, I'm a hella nice, compliant, corporate weakling. Of course, here I'm a cunt, but that's another story.
At least I'm not mulder. I can buffer the pain with drugs, innit.
It's alive!!!
PING 127.0.0.1 (127.0.0.1) 56(84) bytes of data.
64 bytes from 127.0.0.1: icmp_seq=1 ttl=64 time=0.037 ms
64 bytes from 127.0.0.1: icmp_seq=2 ttl=64 time=0.028 ms
64 bytes from 127.0.0.1: icmp_seq=3 ttl=64 time=0.027 ms
64 bytes from 127.0.0.1: icmp_seq=4 ttl=64 time=0.034 ms
64 bytes from 127.0.0.1: icmp_seq=5 ttl=64 time=0.036 ms
64 bytes from 127.0.0.1: icmp_seq=6 ttl=64 time=0.036 ms
^C
--- 127.0.0.1 ping statistics ---
6 packets transmitted, 6 received, 0% packet loss, time 4998ms
rtt min/avg/max/mdev = 0.027/0.033/0.037/0.004 ms
It sounds to me like you are struggling existentially. Have you considered something that you wouldn't hate doing? Corporate/government jobs are almost all soul-sucking, are they not? Find something you care about or enjoy doing. If you can't think of anything that would have meaning to you, then I'm probably right in my assessment.
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