I went in today and quit.
The boss didn’t see it coming and I was expecting the surprise would make him blow a fuse. Instead of fireworks I got quiet acceptance. I did it well though and in a way he couldn’t argue with.
Square peg / Round hole – this was the methaphor I used and it perfectly describes the situation.
So it’s done.
A few co-workers got teary-eyed, I think I will be missed by some. In turn there will be some people there that I will miss. I hate goodbyes.
But better to choose one’s leaving than to be fired and this would have eventually have been the case because this job was never even close to being a match for me.
And in the end that is why I quit, not because of personality issues, not because of sexism in the work evironment or my boss’s temper. He’s an ok fellow, just not someone I want as a boss and the job was not something I could see myself making part of my life for even a few months longer.
Now it’s over.
Two week countdown until I embark upon the new adventure.
Appropriately, my first day will be on July 4th.