last year, i quit my waitressing job on april fools. it was the end of my final college semester and i was juggling 6 classes. i'd been miserable at the job for a while and then all of a sudden, my dignity couldn't tolerate one more day in that smokey sports bar. without any notice, i ended it.
"hey josh, i quit... no, it's not a joke."
would i be a bad person if i were to do it again? that is, quit my job two april fools in a row...
part of me wants to just for the amusement of the congruency. it tickles me when things line up like that. and i really have been unhappy with my job lately--the many high maintenance tourists who are so hard to please, the long exhausting hours in the sun, the moody crew i have to work with now that my mates are all split up... the general monotony of it all.
i'm pretty burnt out and ready to leave island already.
but another part of me thinks i should stick it out for two more weeks and save money for traveling. i told everyone i was leaving mid-april. it's typical of my flighty fashion to take up and leave early without telling anybody. but i also want to have some proper goodbyes in case i never return.
i can't decide.
okay maybe i won't quit today. but maybe i'll call in and say that i quit as a joke this time... just to keep my bosses on their toes ;) #apriljerk