well, folks, i'm making it official.

unless something miraculous happens to change my mind (which i doubt it will), i will be quitting my job. my (until recently) wonderful wonderful job.

it depresses me beyond words that the crap going on at my craft store has gotten so bad that i can't enjoy what i do; can't enjoy The Thing I'm Good At. for nigh on 4 years i have worked for that store, and i've loved it. i get paid to knit and help people with projects and i get discounts on craft supplies. i love crafts! i love making things! it's the thing i'm good at! i hate the thought of not working in a craft store, but i just can't take this anymore.

i can't work for a company that fires a manager, supervisor, and warehouse person in two days without giving then any reason. i can't work for a company that waits for the opening supervisor to open the store and get it running until they fire her (two weeks before her wedding, too.) these people have no respect for their employees, no idea or no heart at all for how hard we work for so little money. i've lost all faith in and respect for these people. i'm done, that's it. i don't know where i'm going to go, but i'm going somewhere.

it's a *craft store* for goodness' sake! we sell paint! and paper! and felt! and yarn! little old ladies and moms with kids shop here for school projects-- why do corporations have to make things so hard???

all i can say for this is that it makes me extremely happy that i'm going to college. i will get an education and i will never work for a corporation. i will never work for a business. i will never work in an office, because i *hate* the political crap that goes on there. humans have to make everything so hard; things that never needed to be hard to begin with.

and so, i will become an art teacher.

*nodnod*

and ya know what? i do not want to go to work tomorrow. i mean, really really do not want. with passion, do not want.

*deep breath*

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in other news (and this is mostly for linnet), Zod is doing just fine. i finally saw him tonight and he trotted over for his lovin' and i took a look at his neck and he didn't seem to mind. the wound is healing nicely, and even though it'll take some time for the fur to come back, at least we know our big strong boy is okay :3 (so at least that's a little good news.)