I did it.
I quit my damn job.
I put in my two weeks notice last Tuesday, and on Friday they told me to go ahead and leave.
So I did.
I packed up my instant oatmeal
and my chamomile tea
and my finger puppet
I didn’t want to make a dramatic exit,
but I was forced to.
Let me tell, you,
it’s awkward to walk up to a co-worker and say,
“I put in my two weeks two days ago
but they’re asking me to leave now.
So, this is goodbye.”
It causes confusion.
None of it was my fault.
Today was my first official day
of being unemployed.
(I mean, I was unemployed after I graduated college
but that was different:
everyone I knew was unemployed.)
My mom took me to get Dim Sum.
And it was the best Dim Sum.
We had pork buns
and shrimp noodles
and Chinese broccoli with eel sauce
and we talked about my former place of employment
and how it’s unfortunate that I had to leave
(because really, I had to),
and then I said that I should go to the dentist soon
but I hate dentists
because they’re so judgmental
but the dentist I went to see when I lived in Santa Cruz was so nice…
And my mom said,
“Go see him.”
“Go to Santa Cruz for a dentist appointment?”
She then suggested I drive up north
and stay a week
and have a blast
and clear my head
and go to the damn dentist
and look for a job when I get back.
“I actually came up with that idea few days ago
but I talked myself out of it.”
“I convinced myself I didn’t deserve to go.”
“Why did you do that?”
“Because I beat myself up over these kinds of things.”
“Don’t do that.”
I’m going to take a roadie.
I’m going to go up to Santa Cruz
to visit my buddies,
and then I’ll see where I end up.
Maybe I will take an extra week,
Maybe I will go to the dentist,
Maybe I’ll bring my ukulele
and play on the street corner
if and when I run outta money.
Maybe I’ll find a job in San Francisco
and never come back.
Maybe I’ll elope with some hippie.
I think this is exactly what I’m supposed to do.
My trip isn’t for another week.
I have a lot of planning to do.
If you live up north and you’re a friend of mine, do contact me.
I need places to stay.
In the meantime,
being unemployed in my hometown is pretty fun.
Mom is taking me to the zoo tomorrow.