My face isn't carved in a mountain. I've never been struck by lightning.
I've never saved a crying baby from a burning house fire nor have I over come my misfortunes in life to acquire a name for myself. I consider myself a writer although all I've written is only pieces of torn limbs of my distraught existence. (a bunch of poems)
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Friday, May 12, 2017
I quit my job today dad!
I've been wrestling with the thought for weeks now. I liked working at Rossman construction but to many times on my way in to work I would get a text message "were taking today off". Then the same week rain moves in and I end up with a ten hour check. Then when you follow with a twenty nine hour week your approaching financial devastation. Now that it's written in front of me I wonder what took me ten weeks to quit? My dad died in January what-color-are-you-does-it-matter.html (i love you dad). It use to be on rain days I would go hang out with dad. He gives me advice or would give me advice i mean. Dad would have told me to quit this job weeks ago. I went and got another job on Wednesday so I have work lined up. I no dad would have told me that too. Dad I miss you!!!
When I got the job with Rossman construction it hurt me that I couldn't share with you the excitement of landing what seemed at the time to be a good job. worked me right into a hole.
It's Friday it's 9 a.m That new job is waiting for me. Sparky don't have to stay home now this new builder don't care if I bring my dog to work. Pays more I can work weekends. I know I should go start the new job. but i know if dad was alive and I went to his house and told him "I finally quit my job"
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