as i sat at my desk today, i was waiting to quit... before i'd even swiped my pass card to enter the building, i knew how the day would end... my father and i had discussed it over coffee and english muffins at 7:15 earlier this morning...
what turned me off was that i didn't use my brain or my true skills for that matter... plus, i was swayed by the fact that 24 hours prior i'd been very turned on by another opportunity... of course i felt bad... as my boss was just about to exit the office and send me wishes of "happy turkey weekend" and such, i casually asked to speak with him... gulp...
a weight felt lifted once the words were out of my mouth though... sometimes you just know when something isn't what you want... and you know that burning yourself out by bending over backwards won't make it any more desirable... otherwise, you'd succum to a case of employment rose-coloured glasses and severe lack of life itself... nonetheless, it still felt like an awkward break-up... can we still be friends?
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the saying may go that "actions speak louder than words," but in my opinion words actually shout decibels above any move one could make... so expressive, interpretive and intense... all you need to find is a method to your madness to avoid rambling nonsense...
