i’m not a quitter


…but, I quit my summer internship two weeks in. Why? Because I did not feel as though I was being utilized to the best of my abilities. The company I was working with was not primarily concerned with editorial work or publications, for one. What I was really doing was researching things the CEO was too busy to research. I can’t fault her that, she seemed busy and stressed to the max, but I felt no obligation to continue there.

I was commuting, which would have been fine if, ya know, I’d been getting paid. Since I wasn’t, the financial strain on my already limited income was too much. I don’t mind the time spent on the train (if anything, I like it), but the almost $100 a week was half my paycheck from Linda’s Office Supplies, plus money spent on lunch and, obviously, lattes. And I have bills. And, in theory, expenses. I don’t pay rent, but a girl has got to have some money in the bank. I couldn’t even afford a Father’s Day present because of the stupid train.

Anyway, I have a point.

To quote Kenny Rogers, “you’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away, and know when to run.” This isn’t gambling (which I can in no way afford), this shit is real life. Whether it’s an internship, a job, or some creep you’re dating, know that you don’t have to stay. And, if your heart isn’t in it, it will probably implode at some point, anyway.


P.S. As I mentioned in a previous post, I found a paid internship soon after. Thank you, universe.

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