It has been months since i've left the hell hole I call work. I would say that my life has actually improved, I get to eat at the right time, I get to have ample rest and I get to spend more time at our house. Some might say that I went back to being a bum, but really, I actually think that being a bum is better than being a zombie.
Speaking of that hellhole, can you actually believe that the molly- coddling person that was my boss had the nerve to ask me to stay for two more months? Some people just don't get it.
Let me describe my last month to you, it was literally like a last plunge.Remember that scene where Titanic was sinking and those lovebirds held their breathe? It was like that. I was a zombie, once I got in my room there was no going out. My desk was a mess, there were even times when I couldn't have lunch, I was so sleepy in thee morning, and dog- tired by night. I was like that for a month, sometimes I even went to work even if it wasn't a work day.
It was definitely hard living like that for a month, you are literally a zombie, worrying if you have enough money till your next salary comes, feeling like you've been working for 1 straight week, your workmates doing everything they can to talk you out of leaving your job.
Right now, I have been clinging on the idea of being jobless. Its weird but, if you were in my position you'll probably do the same. So far I have rejected 2 job offers, stupid but I don't care and I know i'll find the right one for me.
