Monday, March 15, 2004
My guilt has left the building!
Now that I know my days in the working world are numbered (tee hee - how cool is that?!), I find myself fantasizing how and when I'll quit my job. It's going to be tough to work the next few months on the projects I dislike.
I'll be professional, no doubt. But in my head I'll tell people off when they piss me off. And I'll crush more heads with my thumb and index finger. And I think I'll take more risks. I'll have more fun. It's gonna be good times.
I feel like I'm about to start a whole new life. And that's pretty damn cool.
Now that I know my days in the working world are numbered (tee hee - how cool is that?!), I find myself fantasizing how and when I'll quit my job. It's going to be tough to work the next few months on the projects I dislike.
I'll be professional, no doubt. But in my head I'll tell people off when they piss me off. And I'll crush more heads with my thumb and index finger. And I think I'll take more risks. I'll have more fun. It's gonna be good times.
I feel like I'm about to start a whole new life. And that's pretty damn cool.
