Who Aint A Slave
(please expect Moby Dick quotes as titles for at least the next 2 years of my life)
So part of a week after it started I have resigned from my position as sales associate.

Maybe it was the forcing me to work 47 hours instead of the promised 20 or maybe it was Professor McDreamy constantly battering the war drums of Melville and Thoreau against lives half-lived and worked away for nothing every non-working hour but I decided enough is enough.

My last boss taught me that you should see it as employers need employees and not other way around, as we usually like to being poor and needing jobs. I think that has stuck with me.
I've also had the privilege of never having anything to work FOR so...when faced with an unlikable job... I think I've decided =not to work at a job I hate.

I've never had a real girlfriend, I've never wanted/owned a car, I don't mind living in a shithole, wearing the same clothes every day and eating top ramen and I dont' have any babies I know of...unless I can reproduce asexually. I'm not some Buddhist master but I've never had anything to buy or need excessive money for that could make me really grin and bear it.

Am I completely worried about floating around in the ether for a while without purpose again? Absolutely.

But there's a satisfaction in being pushed to a point that you know you wont cross and making a stand.

A man's gotta have a principal. Now I have one more.

bleh. inspirational.

Cam