Well, I'm leaving my crappy job.
It's been weird. This week and last week, I had 2 jobs. The week before, I had three. Before that, only one. Next week: back to no job.
Job 1: the crappy restaurant job.
Job 2: cleaning an empty apartment and getting it ready.
Job 3: helping with a wedding (even though it was only designing the program, with 1 week and about 2-3 hours per night, it was no small task).
Wedding was last Saturday.
Apartment is clean and ready--tenant signs lease Friday.
Gave 3-weeks' notice on the 13th of Sept.
I have another rant and rave, but it is on the "fashion" of fugly light fixtures, and not likely to be exciting here.