What if I just
fucking quit this fucking job?
You
ask yourself this question, don’t you? Surely everybody does. I used to ask it
all the time, I just never really believed I’d do it. I mean seriously, I
couldn’t possibly become one of those people who is voluntarily unemployed. What am I, a fucking housewife? A
stereotype? A leech on society hiding behind an anachronistic, patriarchal
so-called tradition? A “SAHM?” (Too
bad that acronym doesn’t have an I in it, that we could dot with a little
heart. Puke.)
And then I did it. I quit.
Most people don’t exist in the kind
of reality that allows for actually finding out the answer to the question
themselves, so I thought I’d give you the opportunity to live vicariously
through my experience. Here’s what happened when I just fucking quit that
fucking job.
I
spent almost 12 years working in one of those jobs that make you feel good
about yourself when people ask what you do. One of those jobs that is
absolutely necessary, unbearably hard, and ultimately unappreciated. It’s one
of those jobs where people tell you “You can’t give all of yourself away; you
have to keep something back for yourself or you’ll burn out…” Except that if
you were the kind of person who could keep something back for yourself, you
wouldn’t be the kind of person to have that job in the first place.
The only problem is that they’re
right: You have to keep something back for yourself, or you’ll burn out. So
yeah, you burn out. I burned out. I finally got pushed across the line, and
when my husband said – for the hundredth time – “Why don’t you just fucking
quit that fucking job?” I did it. I’d gone straight from work to his company’s
anniversary party that night, so I got shit-housed on free booze, stayed up
half the night writing a letter of resignation that was half poetry, half
scathing indictment, was too exhausted in the morning to second-guess myself,
and I just pussied up and did it.
My
pussy’s been up ever since.
(Here's an excellent song to get drunk and quit your job to.)
(Here's an excellent song to get drunk and quit your job to.)
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