I quit my job! - by Ashly bq - Ashly’s Substack
So, I recently quit my job. On the evening of 25th Feb, I finally decided I’d had enough of the bullshit and that was that. I went in to work the next day and quit. Except, I didn’t. No, I’d planned to resign on the following day but I think I was so mentally committed to the idea of not working there anymore that I actually slept in until 10:57am. As aggressive, unrefined and generally unprofessional as I am, even I couldn’t quite bring myself to stroll into the office 3 hours late and offer my resignation. I worked from home and did it the next day instead.
On the morning of the 27th Feb, I emailed my manager to tell her I needed to talk. I then had to smile and nod my way through meetings about the future of the company for two hours. After finally reading my email, with a look that told me she knew what I was about to say, she asked if I was ready to talk to her. We found a room and sat down. With a grimace on her face she asked what I wanted to discuss. I told her that I’d like to offer my resignation. After a moment’s pause, she responded “Oh, OK. Do you have another job?” to which I nonchalantly replied “Oh…no…I’m not looking for jobs right now.”
Her jaw hit the floor and the adrenaline started pumping through my veins. This was the moment it all became real. I was kinging it! Ha! “So why do you plan to leave then?”. Looking a bit confused, I’m sure, I responded “Well, you already know why I’m not satisfied here…but I’d have to say the main reason is ‘because this is something I can afford to do’. Her eyes widened and I got a fresh hit of endorphins. “I’ve saved up a considerable amount of money and I have numerous revenue streams. Even though my revenue doesn’t quite cover my costs right now, my savings could support me for years while I improve and add to those streams.”
