You're a teacher?!?!?!!

Kathie stopped me in the stock room yesterday - her ice breaker: so, you're a teacher?!?! I said that I subbed. We made small talk about that and all. She asked if I was extremely disciplined because I work in so many places. I said yeah, but that I've always been. That when I was in school I had to take 18 credit semesters and work and that I got straight A's. She was amazed. Then she asked what I was doing there. I said it was extra money during Christmas and I stayed because I liked it and I liked the people, but it was just getting to me now and pushing me over my wit's end. I said I couldn't do it anymore. And I was thinking about leaving mid-September anyway, but after working 28 days in a row it pushed it up. Blah. She was being nice. It almost could have made me feel guilty, because she said she enjoyed working with me and that she'll have to find someone else who does every single thing I do there. But it didn't work. She was being nice too late, the damage has been done. And if Dawn hadn't called her out on it, she wouldn't have even known.

Then I talked to Mo and told her everything that I've been blogging about and thinking about and telling various people. If anyone should know the real reasons why I'm leaving at the store, it's Mo. She is in complete agreement with me and doesn't blame me. She knows retail isn't my future.

I have to work with Dee today for the first time. I'm slightly nervous, if nervous is the right word. But I'm over it. It's not personal, it's business. That's my motto for the next four shifts. Think I can live up to it?

In the meantime....sing it to me, Toby:

It’s a little too late

I’m a little too gone,

A little too tired of this hangin’ on

So I’m letting go while I’m still strong enough to

It’s got a little too sad

I’m a little too blue

It’s a little too bad

You were too good to be true

I’m big time over you baby

It’s a little too late