Okay so. I gave my boss notice that I was leaving on Saturday. George was totally bummed. But I did give him three weeks notice. Although, I probably should have put more time into thinking all of this out (because of the mess that it has been, and the late nights of staring at the ceiling), I went to a job fair at Starbucks, that day, after work. I interviewed less than 3 hours after quitting the bank. I come back to the bank Monday (Yep, I worked 6 days in a row and only got 1 day off) and everyone except Dax and Kristie are shunning me. The district manager is the devil, trying to whisper in my ear and get me to stay, indirectly making judgments on my character and making it sound like the right thing to do to stay in the hellhole that the branch is.
Ahh. But after two days of being "shunned" I gladly accept the job at Starbucks.
I'M GETTING OUT!!
Anyways. I've had quite a couple sleepless nights.
But I am going to California to hang out with a wonderful girl and eat sushi and see the ocean.
Bon Voyage.