First day of the rest of my life. . . again

Well, hello Mr. & Mrs. America and all the ships at sea. New flash, I quit my job after an investigation with alligations against me pertaining to sexual harrassment. Bottom line, they weren't paying me enough to eat my own shit. So what if I told a female employee, "That if she wanted to me continue giving her shifts, she would get off her ass, and do her job". I thought that was my job as a manager. The fact that I said that in front of the janitor who also wan't doing his job, well. . . I shed no tears and have no regrets.

I feel great!!! I have WAY too much talent and vision to be stuck in a job that doesn't meet my needs financially, emotionaly or otherwise.

No more coming home at the end of a long day frustrated that I am burying myself in mind numbing buracracy. Fuck those asswipes. sign off on this purchase order bitch (as I grab my dick).

So, back to square 1. Time to book some holiday gigs.