I QUIT!

They say that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing and expecting different results.  That's what I've been doing for the last 24 years and no more dammit!  Yup...that's right!  I gave my boss the ol' middle finger and walked out the other day.  Gave up a great paying job with benefits, good hours, great people...errr.  Shit.  sounds like I'm a big fucking idiot right?  Like, why in the hell would anyone actually give that shit up?  Well because I had a boss from hell.  That seems to be the story of my life actually.  I can't work under idiots, narcissists, moody and ignorant people.  That's just it.  It took me my whole working life but I've figured it out.  I don't like to work and serve people.  I mean, I did it and I did it with fucking flair, personality and style for fuck sakes, I had to to make it worth it for the past 24 years, right?

Ok, to set it up for you here it is;

Party on Bangla road

Phuket Elepant Rescue

I had just quit a shitty job as a meat cutter the winter before, went on this huge "life changing" adventure to SE Asia where I got right out of my comfort zone. I travelled solo, met strangers, swam with sharks, did pub crawls, fed elephants and I told myself that I wouldn't go back to that shitty industry.  I did and you want to know why?  Because it's easier.  It's easier than following your passion.  It's easier to wake up at the same time everyday, eat the same food everyday, see the same people everyday and make the same paycheck everyday.  It's easier.  I've fucking had it it with easy.  Easy really hasn't brought me anything besides anxiety, unhappiness, stress, self doubt and sore muscles.  for what? For someone else's business to flourish.  For someone else to enjoy life.  Nope not me.  I'm done and this blog post is just the first step in my new life.  A life full of fun, hard work, failures, successes and etc. a all for myself.  To be quite honest, it really scares me...but not as much as having to go back into that industry ever again.