Here’s another reason why Thug-a-boo and I won’t work . . .
He won’t work!
Well, technically he does work. But he’s still living pay check to pay check.
And yesterday, he had the audacity to say :
“I quit my job.”
Me : “Come again?”
Thug-a-boo : “I quit! I hate it. They work me too hard. And my knees hurt from all that standing.”
Me : “Did you tell them?”
Thug-a-boo : “No. I’m just not going back. But I have another job lined up for tomorrow.”
I then went on to explain to him the importance of providing a two weeks notice. And how
it’s not a good idea to make such an impactful decision based on impulsive/temporary feelings.
After my tongue-lashing, he agreed to go in the next day.
The Next Day
Me : “Did you go into work today?”
Thug-a-boo : “I went to the new job today.”
Me “-_-”
Thug-a-boo : “But I’m perplexed.”
Me : “–__–”
Thug-a-boo : “I don’t like this job either.”
*Swoosh*
That’s the sound of the final page closing in on this chapter.
I can’t and I won’t continue to hold this man’s hand through life.
So consider this my two weeks notice.
I quit.
Signed Sincerely,
You suck.
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