Casey June

Quitting My Job Was One of the Hardest Things I’ve Ever Done

My heart is pounding and I’ve been sick to my stomach for a week. I have waited three days for my boss, the company President, to come into the office, but he had other places to be. I’m out of time. So I breathe deeply once again, for probably the 500th time that hour, and with shaking hands I call him on my cell phone on the way home from work. I’m virtually in a panic because I’ve placed The Call. I can’t go back now.