I quit the Wheat Sheaf! That's a tavern here in Toronto where I've worked as a dishwasher for the last 3 and a half years. That's like a significant chunk of my life! That fucking hellhole had become the central locus of my reality and last week I said goodbye to it! Fuck it feels great. I've got money saved up so I don't have to get another job right away and I can concentrate on other stuff. I'm going to take at least one volunteer office shift with OCAP and I'll be able to get more research done for the course I'm preparing for Anarchist U.
Of course, a change like this does not come without some trepidation... Mostly I worry that without the regular job that's been my main source of social contact for years I'll go back to being a recluse and I'll get all anxious around people again. But I'm taking steps against that, with the office shifts and all. We'll see how it goes...
Of course, a change like this does not come without some trepidation... Mostly I worry that without the regular job that's been my main source of social contact for years I'll go back to being a recluse and I'll get all anxious around people again. But I'm taking steps against that, with the office shifts and all. We'll see how it goes...