I left my job three weeks ago. I am a cashier again. I am
very out of shape and being on my feet so much is excruciating. I have taken
too much Tylenol over the past couple of weeks and am in a constant state of
near-yakking. I’ve run into several comedians at my new job and I thought it
would be humiliating, being normal and unimportant again, but it’s nice. I am
no longer under the delusion that I can do anything for them, and neither are
they. I’m looking for a new job, without the guilt this time.
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