I spent the entire day at work trying to find a private moment with my supervisor to give her my notice. Unfortunately, "privacy" is an imaginary concept at my job.
Oh yeah. And I'm spineless. So I didn't tell her.
There's always tomorrow, right?
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That's a hard thing to do.
Two things I hate: giving notice and asking for a raise. Both are really tough.
I didn't mean to post this anonymously, but I didn't know how not to. Anyway, I gave my notice today. Oh, and I cried like a little kid whose lollipop fell in the dirt . . .
But they struck a deal with me--a very, very nice deal and I'm a happy woman. Woo hoo!
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