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Sep. 2nd, 2005 10:25 amI want to thank everyone who stepped forward and made a comment on my prior entry.
God is good. All the time.
I have a new job lined up. At. Quiznos, in the Student Union. I'm very happy. And from what Anti tells me, it's well worth working there. And I get to work there full-time.
I've also written up my resignation letter, with a little help from Mom ("absolutely no one should be screaming and cussing at you when you're still learning and even afterwards!", and here you go.
I accepted a job at Kwik Zone hoping to utilize my six years of business ownership and 2-1/2 years of retail experience where I was consistently recognized as a top producer. I am very proud of these achievements as they demonstrate my abilities to work with difficult people and situations and are be able to rise above them. However, after a very short time with your organization, it has become obvious that my wealth of experience has somehow failed me.
Therefore, it seems best for both of us that I resign my position with Kwik Zone effective Monday, September 5, 2005.
I certainly wish you the best of luck in the future. Thanks for the opportunity.
Honestly, I'm sick of it. And, I don't care that my last full day working there, I'll get paid 5.15 for not giving them two weeks notice. It's their problem now, not mine. Honestly, if they're going to treat people like they're worse than nothing, it's not worth being there. I don't even think the "contract" I signed is legal. (I signed a contract stating that if I did not give two weeks notice on my resignation that they would dock my paycheque.)
Here's to new beginnings and a much healthier work environment.
And I'm sunburnt. All from sitting out at the table for the organisational fair at the university. It's not bad, as I can still feel my face and it doesn't hurt, but you can tell that I got a little too much sun. I think it's time that I invest in a parasol for the sunny days.
Oh, I didn't tell you. The "assistant manager"? She had her kid two days ago, and the kid had to be LifeFlighted to either KC or St. Joe, because she didn't follow doctor's orders and was lifting heavy things in her third trimester. Linda, the only other person that seems to know how to do their job in a professional manner and is not a family member, has said to me on more than one occasion that she has a feeling that the employees of the gas station will have to pay for the $10k flight. Pray for them, please, as I know not everyone may not be able to leave.
I'm also freaking out a bit when I give S the letter of resignation, because I've seen how people like that take things when things don't go their way. Honestly, I'm scared, but I also couldn't care more about being there any longer than I need to. I realise this is sad and pathetic, but I've seen the writing on the wall, and I know I have to get out.
*sigh*
God is good. All the time.
I have a new job lined up. At. Quiznos, in the Student Union. I'm very happy. And from what Anti tells me, it's well worth working there. And I get to work there full-time.
I've also written up my resignation letter, with a little help from Mom ("absolutely no one should be screaming and cussing at you when you're still learning and even afterwards!", and here you go.
I accepted a job at Kwik Zone hoping to utilize my six years of business ownership and 2-1/2 years of retail experience where I was consistently recognized as a top producer. I am very proud of these achievements as they demonstrate my abilities to work with difficult people and situations and are be able to rise above them. However, after a very short time with your organization, it has become obvious that my wealth of experience has somehow failed me.
Therefore, it seems best for both of us that I resign my position with Kwik Zone effective Monday, September 5, 2005.
I certainly wish you the best of luck in the future. Thanks for the opportunity.
Honestly, I'm sick of it. And, I don't care that my last full day working there, I'll get paid 5.15 for not giving them two weeks notice. It's their problem now, not mine. Honestly, if they're going to treat people like they're worse than nothing, it's not worth being there. I don't even think the "contract" I signed is legal. (I signed a contract stating that if I did not give two weeks notice on my resignation that they would dock my paycheque.)
Here's to new beginnings and a much healthier work environment.
And I'm sunburnt. All from sitting out at the table for the organisational fair at the university. It's not bad, as I can still feel my face and it doesn't hurt, but you can tell that I got a little too much sun. I think it's time that I invest in a parasol for the sunny days.
Oh, I didn't tell you. The "assistant manager"? She had her kid two days ago, and the kid had to be LifeFlighted to either KC or St. Joe, because she didn't follow doctor's orders and was lifting heavy things in her third trimester. Linda, the only other person that seems to know how to do their job in a professional manner and is not a family member, has said to me on more than one occasion that she has a feeling that the employees of the gas station will have to pay for the $10k flight. Pray for them, please, as I know not everyone may not be able to leave.
I'm also freaking out a bit when I give S the letter of resignation, because I've seen how people like that take things when things don't go their way. Honestly, I'm scared, but I also couldn't care more about being there any longer than I need to. I realise this is sad and pathetic, but I've seen the writing on the wall, and I know I have to get out.
*sigh*
