Tonight as I sit here I am trying to figure out an ingenious way to say “goodbye.”
I am due to start at Sternbergs on Monday, and didn’t have time to give an official notice.
I left many, many jobs as a teenager by interesting means. When I was a landscaper, I really wanted out. I called my mom and told her to come where I was and tell the supervisor that I had a doctors appointment. She came, we left and I never looked back.
I feel as if I need to “leave my mark,” but I’m not sure how. I thought of leaving the manager a note. It would read: I wanted to write a poem, I wanted to write a letter. In the end, f*** you sounded much better. Thank you for the 5 months that I appreciated so. I have come to find that my family means more to me than any job. Of course, you don’t have to worry about such things.
What repurcussions might I face? This place is a customer of my new employer. Could I be “haunted” from beyond? That’s the only thing holding me back from performing this deed.