to retreat from the world and re-load for another attempt. Like I said, I choose the comfort of culverts. Where do you retreat? And why?
I quit the job I had for 13 years, about 5 or 6 weeks ago, and I have found an enormous release in being under-employed for an indefinate future time.
Today I said to the other 3 temps at this job "let's go to a happy hour tomorrow" and the word spread like wildfire among the regular employees that "Those fiesty temps are going to go to the Rose and Lion, get drunk and take off their tops....even Dave"
By 5 o'clock we had a list of about a dozen others that will join us.
I can do or say whatever I want. I'm the temp.
I just hope I don't get a brain tumor or something. I can't afford an operation @ $13/hour.