So kids, here's the deal...
Yesterday I handed in my resignation at work. Yes - I will be leaving my office monkey job on Friday 18th November, and I can't tell you how happy that makes me. I'm all little bit sad to go, because i've spent most of my week with some of these people for the last 7 months. However the one's that I do genuinely like I can always arrange to see, so it's not like i'm emigrating or anything.
The reason that I have left my job is, as in most cases, is because I have been offered a new one. As of Monday 21st November I will be employed by the most wonderful lady i've ever met, Miss Frankie, as receptionist and piercer at the new and improved (and huge!) Modern Body Art, Birmingham.
I cannot begin to tell you how happy this makes me. I'll be doing something I enjoy, with people I love, and my hardwork will no longer be going towards lining the pockets of an invisible board of directors / shareholders, but helping my best friends build up and expand the business that they have put their everything into. That feels really good.
So my life, as 'text-book-failure' as it may have been a year ago, is now incredible. I have a great job, great friends, and a beautiful girlfriend. I feel like all of this has just landed in my lap, because I certainly haven't done anything to warrant this kind of good fortune.
I guess what i'm saying is that you can't tell what life is going to bring your way. You can be a saintly person and have all the shit in the world happen to you, or you can be a depressed unemployed loser with no social skills and an attitude problem, and find yourself in the contamination area of many incredible things. There's no logic to it, and there's no sense of justification - but that's the way the cookie crumbles.
Mine is chewey and chocolate-chip-ey and divine. I look forward to seeing everyone in London tonight xXx
Yesterday I handed in my resignation at work. Yes - I will be leaving my office monkey job on Friday 18th November, and I can't tell you how happy that makes me. I'm all little bit sad to go, because i've spent most of my week with some of these people for the last 7 months. However the one's that I do genuinely like I can always arrange to see, so it's not like i'm emigrating or anything.
The reason that I have left my job is, as in most cases, is because I have been offered a new one. As of Monday 21st November I will be employed by the most wonderful lady i've ever met, Miss Frankie, as receptionist and piercer at the new and improved (and huge!) Modern Body Art, Birmingham.
I cannot begin to tell you how happy this makes me. I'll be doing something I enjoy, with people I love, and my hardwork will no longer be going towards lining the pockets of an invisible board of directors / shareholders, but helping my best friends build up and expand the business that they have put their everything into. That feels really good.
So my life, as 'text-book-failure' as it may have been a year ago, is now incredible. I have a great job, great friends, and a beautiful girlfriend. I feel like all of this has just landed in my lap, because I certainly haven't done anything to warrant this kind of good fortune.
I guess what i'm saying is that you can't tell what life is going to bring your way. You can be a saintly person and have all the shit in the world happen to you, or you can be a depressed unemployed loser with no social skills and an attitude problem, and find yourself in the contamination area of many incredible things. There's no logic to it, and there's no sense of justification - but that's the way the cookie crumbles.
Mine is chewey and chocolate-chip-ey and divine. I look forward to seeing everyone in London tonight xXx
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FUCKING PUNK ROCK YAY-NESS!!!
you may have to ask Jo for the afternoon off, haha...
ps - i still think the job thing is fucking fantastic. go you!
I feel I need an excuse to drink that stuff as I know it's the equivalent of eating about ten gallons of icecream or something...but mmm they're good.