After discussing and thinking about the whole messed up situation that was my job, I decided to quit on Saturday morning.
I didn’t give notice because well, I felt disrespected and I have conflicting feelings on if I’d even get the next 2 weeks of pay if I had stayed (if they do indeed go bankrupt). Under other situations, I’d give notice. Shoot, if I even had a sincere apology and wasn’t treated how I was I probably still would have given 2 weeks notice. From what happened though, can you really blame me for not?
I went in and got my lock and said goodbye to the Assistant Manager that was there. I really do feel bad about it with some of the people I worked with, her being one of them. I’ll miss them, but the situation and the owners I will not.
Oh, I also took a picture with my camera of the payroll and how many hours I worked that week. They cannot screw with my pay again – and if they do I am getting my lawyer involved.
I’m holding off on going back into the (last choice option) that is delivering pizza. I’ve done it twice now in my life, and honestly that is enough.
Hopefully I can get in more freelance writing jobs to help cover some expenses and bills until I get my student loan for next semester. I think this whole situation might be the awakening I needed to really focus on my classes fully. The goal is for me to do my absolute best so I can get into the nursing program and then be a nurse. After I am a nurse, I should be able to pay off most of my debt (if not all) that first year anyways. So, really – why bother with a crappy, stressful job in the meantime?
Thank you to everyone who posted and e-mailed me encouragement and shared their stories with me from this whole ordeal. It really did help and I thank you very much. ::hugs!::