I’ve managed to survive for two and a half years in a job that, despite how much I actually like it, just doesn’t pay enough. There have been times in the past where I’d consider letting my contract expire or just simply leaving, but somehow something always manages to pull me back in. It’s not happening next time. When that contract comes, I’ll just put the pen down and gently push it back.
Thanks, but this is pretty much the end for me here.
You let me be myself, and though my methods may be questionable, you let me continue. I just wish everyone else had that chance. They’re good people, and pretty competent too. Now, if only you’d focus on what they can offer rather than what they can do wrong. Things will be fine without me, I’m sure of it.
I’ve got about three months left. I promise I won’t half-ass anything or hold back. I’ll just be… me, going about with my stuff as I always have.
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