I am obsessed with wanting to quit my job today. I won't quit my job today. But, I've got to get the hell out of here soon. There's so much more to life than this.

I don't think most of the people I work with realize that. I suppose people just grow comfortable with the fact that you've got to make money in order to get by and work isn't supposed to be fun. The catch is these people then try to over-compensate for their misery at work by wanting more material goods and services. I guess they figure if I'm going to be miserable all day I want to come home to nicest "things" and drive a new car. Unfortunatly, when you fall into that trap then they've really got you. I remember living well beyond my means in the past and then quitting is not an option. Now, I keep my expenses to a minimum, no credit cards, no loans, no extras.

I think I'll quit when I get my performance evaluation because I know that it probably won't be a very good one since I nearly dilebretly do a shitty job (although that very rarely gets noticed!). I can see it now, I'll sit there with a big, devious grin on my face while they very sincerely give me my evaluation. Then, when their finished, I'll explain that since I obviously don't do a very good job here it would probably be best for everyone if I just gave my notice. Then, I'll laugh and laugh and maybe even leave the room whistling.