I am growing sick of this job.
The sound of telephones ringing were starting to make my ears deaf. Hearing my co-workers endlessly talking to people on the other line were gradually driving me insane. Not to mention lunchtime was hours away and I usually look forward to having lunch with people who understood my pain working in this godforsaken place.
The telephone situated on my table started ringing and I glared at it, hoping my eyes would turn into lasers and melt that offensive piece of modern equipment. Why can't desk telephones operate on vibrate like mobile phones? What I did next was unconventional of me. I picked it up and promptly placed it back down. I freaking hung up the phone! And here I am, sitting on my computer chair feeling so damn proud of myself!
I did not bother contemplating. I quickly stood up, then lowered myself to pick up my belongings. I had no time to lose. Lifting my chin up proudly in the air, I started to leave. I watched silently as my co-workers were busily attending to people over the phone. They simply looked up and some of them had the most priceless confused expressions that I had ever seen. But I did not want to stop to answer the questioning looks on their faces. At that brief moment on the desk, I had an epiphany. A moment of total clarity. I did not have to suffer anymore. I could just freaking walk out of the door and return back to a more enjoyable life or stay and beat myself up from morning till night routinely.
As I took my first step out of the door, I felt free. It felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders and it felt so great! A huge smile naturally formed on my face. I did it. I freaking did it.
And that was the day I quit my job.
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