Notice

This guy would be a terrible boss. Always with the head-yanking-offing.

I gave my employer two weeks notice today. I got a new job with a raise, more responsibility, chances for advancement, and no taking a letter. Ever.

I am filled with grinning, face-punching glee. Quitting has only been this satisfying once before, and that was ten years ago.

I left Stan in a tight spot, too. I was working in his photo lab after I got out of college. He told me after three months he'd give me a raise. After three months he got me back to part time. He knew he was going to do that, too.

As luck would have it the day I got offered a better (but, in retrospect, still horrible) job Stan had a darkroom full of work he was expecting me to do. I told him he could do it himself.

Today wasn't that satisfying, but it was pretty good.

It's going to be the best Memorial Day weekend ever!