Today I went to give my two weeks at Applebee's. My body has begun to shut down from lack of sleep and lack of eating. It was as though nothing I was doing seemed good enough tk me. Good enough for myself, and I had to decide... As I walked back into the kitchen I passed my favorite coworker, Aaron, and he smirked and made a joke at me. My eyes began to tear up as I knew I would not see him anymore. I smiled at him and kept walking.I came up to Laura, my manager, and she saw me and said "what's going on?" I shook my head and told her I couldn't do it anymore. The two jobs and school that is. I told Laura that what I was making there out weighed me staying at the job I loved.
It amazed me what she told me next.
She would match how much I made there. She'd give me all the hours I wanted, a pay raise, anything I wanted. She begged me not to go.
It showed me that maybe it wasn't my time to leave there. She agreed that I would work tomorrow night and not come back until that day after Christmas. I guess in my mind this was God saying not to quit. Since I began working there I started to feel more myself. In the kitchen there we are all freaks. Tattoos and odd personalities. I have never felt more myself than there. I'll stay as long as I possibly can.
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