So I quit my job. . .

So I just put in my two-week notice at my current job. It felt weird, like ending a relationship. I guess that’s what it is, an attempt to end a relationship on a positive note, something I’m not very good at.

As humans, we tend to do things without really thinking about it. We act on impulse, doing what our nature tells us to do. Sometimes, we develop a character trait that we aren’t even aware of. One of mine would be the inability to end relationships well.

Perhaps it all started when I was a child and I lost my grandmother. She died of cancer, and I was too young to really understand what was going on, so it didn’t really phase me. After that, the next example would be in middle school when we moved from Costa Mesa to Huntington Beach. My parents told us not to say anything about the move so we wouldn’t have to transfer schools. Well, my sister and I took moving as an opportunity to get lazy on our homework, and told our teachers that we were so busy moving that we couldn’t do it. We changed schools in the middle of the year. I was in sixth grade. This was around the time that my grades started to slip, but that is another story entirely.

The next example would be in high school when I transferred out of Edison High School after failing freshman year. I didn’t like going to school, so I just never went. When I transferred to Estancia High School, which I was told had a great theatre program, I was lost, so I dropped out, stopped going completely.

Each time I changed schools, I lost my friends and had to start over again. The way I handled this I suppose was by not becoming too attached to my friends. After my grandmother, I never felt very attached to my family, and even now, I have barely any attachment with even my parents or siblings.

Since then, I’ve been able to form some strong, long-lasting relationships. I’ve made friends that I worked with, or that I went to school with that still remain close to me today, even though we don’t see each other every day.

Something I noticed today though, was that I’ve never been able to have a strong relationship with my employers, and while that may very well be due to the fact that companies view their workers as disposable, I believe that it also has a little bit to do with me.

My first job was awesome. I thought we were going to build an enterprise together, Tom (my boss) and me. Then, after some things happened, his cousin took over the company and dismantled it. The asshole still owes me $2,000. But that was years ago and not really any concern any more.

My second job was with a large retail chain where I worked seasonal, and was let go after the Christmas season. The job sucked anyway, so it wasn’t that much of a let down. Also, I met one of my best friends there, and we are still close today.

After that began my chain of grocery stores. I went from one in long beach (good store, but really far away) where I got into a fight with my Deli Manager and stormed out, effectively quitting, to another right across the street from my house where I quit after three days because they wouldn’t let me wear sunglasses while I was getting carts (I wrote it on a piece of paper and walked out in the middle of my shift), and finally to the store that I just left, where I turned in my two-weeks. Funny enough, this is the only time it didn’t matter since I’m out on medical leave right now, but still, at least I did it. I’ll get around to explaining the medical leave thing later, but for now I’ll just say this: Don’t ride a motorcycle in Southern California. It’s just stupid.

Anyway, I just thought it was an interesting concept, the idea of ending relationships, whether it be family, friends, or employers. How do you handle it?

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