what a day.

I quit my job today.

My minimum wage, 12 hour/week job, in a high crime area.  Bet you can't guess why I quit...
At 22 years old, I've held 9 different jobs, including a one week stint when I was 16 and worked at BK for a total of 12 hours.  I left one day and never went back...  Not to put in a 2 weeks notice or even get my pay check.  It was that bad.

Up until about 3pm today, I worked in the tanning industry for almost 2 years and I can say it was honestly something I really enjoyed and something I was good at.  But there comes a time in everyone's life when you have to reevaluate exactly what it is you're doing and what it's worth.  I'm graduating in 3 months and currently hold an internship.  That's what I need to be focused on and with the situation I was in, that was almost impossible.  I was at a complete cross roads for all of 37 seconds before I finally decided that was it and if I was going to quit, it was now or never.  In that brief moment, I had a conversation with myself.  It went something like this:
Sam: Is it really worth being paid minimum wage and getting less than 15 hours a week?
Sam: No, but that's $100 more per week than I had before...
Sam: Is this aiding your future?
Sam: Not really, but I really like tanning for free...
Sam: You really need to focus on school.
Sam: I know, but I really hate photoshopping David Bowie's face.
Sam: Just do it.
Sam: I know, you're always right.
So I texted my something-teen, poorly communicating manager and told her I was outta there like a polar bear in a desert.

Luckily, I have a great boyfriend with a great paying job and two amazing parents who support me (and buy me shoes).  I'm going to focus on school, get the experience I need to move on after school, and hopefully find a job in a new industry I love and make a little more than $7.85/hour...  Like maybe at least $43 more per hour ($100,000 per year).

So I'm now unemployed.  And it feels good.