C’este la vie, Micky D.

So I’m pretty sure today at work I’m going to tell the powers that be that I won’t be working for much longer. Today is Monday, so I’ll probably make Wednesday my last day, as that’s the last day in the pay week. They’ll probably be pissed because I’m kind of screwing them over by not giving them hardly any notice, but I’m sure they’ll get over it. I mean, seriously, I’ve worked my ass off for them for six months for $6.25 an hour, so they really can’t say shit.

And here’s why this is so great:

• It means I won’t be so busy and I’ll be able to relax, which is really good.
• It means that I’ll be able to catch up on some reading, which is just great.
• And lastly, it means that I’ll be able to go to bed with a clean conscience because the slaughtering of the lovely cows will not be perpetuated by any contribution of mine!

     I love my life and I can’t wait to not have a job!

I need to learn about Buddhism. I’ll put it on my to-do list.