In two weeks, there will be no more GameStop.  I made my manager cry and wail, "Why does no one ever think of me?"  She was angry I hadn't given any clues to hating the job, I didn't have the heart to remind her that I threatened to quit a few months ago.  Apparently I've been using my theater degree after all.

Two more weeks of GameStop, which I'm sure will be filled with fun and there will be no head games.  (Whoops!  That was sarcasm!)  Then a week of vacation in Maine, where I haven't been since Christmas, and then a week of school.  Then I hope the nice people at the temp agency will have lots of work for me.

I was finally able to quit when I realized I wasn't going to jump directly from GameStop into my dream career.  Probably because I don't know what that dream career is.  It dawned on me that the next job I have will most likely just be another job, not anything epic and amazing, and I won't have to put up with as much crap (not just boss from hell, the schedule, the customers, having to manually count all the used XBox 360 games once a week...).  I am outgoing, smart, and personable, and this will take me far in the temp world.  I've never had a 9-5 job, I had my own desk at DarkStar (and it was amazing) but I didn't spend a lot of time there.  I'm looking forward to a job that involves sitting, no heavy lifting, minimal alphabetizing, a set schedule...etc.

And I'm a little bit scared that I have shot myself in the foot.  When I left DarkStar I thought it couldn't get worse, and that overconfidence made me ignore huge red flags.  We shan't be making that mistake again...god willing.

Best of luck to me, is all I can say.