The Hunger

Oh man I am going to quit my job.

I'm going to quit.  Yes, I'm going to quit.

I know a lot of people say they hate their job.  A lot of people say they can't stand going.  But oh man, I crunch rocks when I'm at work.  I can't do it anymore.  I detest every second of it.

I hate every customer.  I hate every transaction.  I hate the beep, as I scan one of their bullshit items.  I hate that they expect me to smile.  I hate my uniform, I hate my boss, his boss, and his boss.  

I want better.  Better, better, better.  I've never felt such a hunger for success before.  If I could tear down doors and unearth every obstacle I would.  

I had a job interview last week.  It was the first job interview I'd managed to secure since the one that landed me this hateful job I have now.  I spent at least two hours getting ready.  As a treat and a definite step for change, I had my hair cut at Toni and Guy in central London the previous week.  As I slipped into a black dress, tights and heels, I looked at myself in the mirror and for the first time I saw a woman.  

Its based in a neighbouring  town, one that I'd like to live in and even buy a house if I could.  The interview was ok, one on one and friendly.  I left feeling like it could have gone either way really.  I want that job.  And I could really benefit from having it.  It's the one that will lead to further progression and a life that actually works.  No more constant debt, delays in payments.   However I still haven't heard back from this job and I'm starting to fear that I was unsuccessful. I don't know.  I want it I want it.  

I'm going to start thinking about applying for more jobs.  My goal is to get a new job by the end of the month.  I will turn every negative into a positive; I will not give up.  Sometimes life is just a struggle.  And there's just your current situation, and the battle for better.  

The hunger is in me.  And I shan't stop until my appetite is satisfied.  

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