So, I was fired from my job on Friday. I really, really REALLY hated this job, so it wasn't a huge disappointment. Here is what really stuck in my craw though....they didn't tell me why.
Now, I KNOW why. My boss didn't like me. Personally. It had nothing to do with job performance, or my attitude on the job (believe me, I know how to be all smiles even when I feel like killing someone)...he just simply did not like me. So when I went in Friday morning and got canned (for the first time EVER...I HAVE NEVER been fired from a job) and when I left the building guess what I wanted more than anything else in the world?
A cigarette.
But then I had a talk with myself. Was I going to let that poor excuse for a boss take away my quit as well as my job? NOT EVEN CLOSE.
The moral of the story is just when things seem like they are getting better in your quit; the fog lifts, the gas abates, the cravings - while not gone - are bearable, you actually REMEMBER where your keys are; the bottom can drop out just like that. Something horrible, catastrophic may happen. But that's just life. Don't let anything get in the way of your quit - I didn't, and I will be celebrating two weeks in about 45 minutes!!!
All of you can do this, no matter what. I have faith in you.
:)
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 3/12/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 13
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 277
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $45.5
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 0 [B]Hrs:[/B] 22 [B]Mins:[/B] 23 [B]Seconds:[/B] 22
