Today is my first day of freedom.
Two weeks ago yesterday I gave notice at my job, my dream job.
I was there almost 2 1/2 years. I opened the store, was one of the first hires. I gave 110%. Loved, dreamt, breathed that job. I was a window dresser at Barneys New York San Francisco!!
I sacrificed my social life, happily- and my hands (the work ruins your hands).
I took s&%$ from my boss and cried a lot about how to be better at my job. I read books, applied myself, went in earlier and stopped taking breaks and eventually my lunches even, so I could do more. Make him happy. The relationship became very unhealthy and toxic. He mock strangled me once and physically intimidated me. He called me a witch. He was ruining my sense of self and would tell me all KINDS of lies and bullshit saying I wasn't creative, didn't know my job, lacked basic skills, was not a team player. LIES. He said I couldn't paint. HELLO- I went to 2 art schools (1 on scholarship, 1 on a grant awarded to me BEFORE I went to University to study art). Clearly he felt threatened by me. I had nightmares about this guy. I drove my husband insane because all I would ever talk about was this man and what shit he had said or done to me on that day. It was awful. The stress of being abused, mistreated and under-appreciated had come to a head when I was given an extraordinarily Terrible and completely Bogus review. I did not try to fight it; this guy always has the last word. It was not worth fighting anymore. I was done. Thirty minutes later I submitted handwritten letters of resignation.
At first I had some worry as to whether I'd made a very foolish choice, but the next morning my husband asked me a series of questions about the relationship with the boss. Out of 10, 9 were YES answers which indicated that YES he is an abusive and toxic person.
AT that moment I knew it was ABSOLUTELY the most positive thing I could do for myself.
I rode out the final two weeks with class and dignity; professional. The GM was Shocked I quit, and wanted to know why. I played it very diplomatically- trying to gauge his stance on the matter. It was obvious he will back this manager so I only alluded to his being a six-faced person who is not as he tries to present himself to be.
Yesterday was my last day. I had spent last week front-loading all of my grief and healing process. After going through all of the emotions I was ready to say goodbye to all the dear people I met and move forward. It was a 5 star day all around! I had my last caramel latte from Coffee Bean and the cheese/ fruit plate. I used up my free lunch at my favorite salad bar coupon- and the mgr threw in a free lemonade. I used my free Starbucks credit and ordered my final "the usual". People were stopping me on the street to hug me and wish me well with freelancing (as I had done before- including window dressing). The Fed Ex guy who interacts with my former boss said he hates him (and they interact maybe 5 min a day), the housekeepers said I was the nicest person. I got to buy a ton of cosmetics at a discounted rate (employee discount) and all the sales people HOOKED me up with gratis and extra samples. Thanks, guys!
I ran into 2 former employees from Barneys- my friends. I bought them gifts with my discount. We went and had a round of drinks at Blackbird. All three of us are happier now. I feel optimistic and clean.
I look forward to a couple of days off to get my house in order and then get back on that horse.
It's raining outside softly and I opened the new bottle of Tocca perfume
Brigitte and I have a fun day planned with my friend to go frolic (Musee Mechanique or maybe the Conservatory of Flowers).
I feel truly blessed.