2 week notice

This was the first time (ever) that I have given a two-week notice at a part-time job and actually followed through with it until the end. I thought it would be awkward and I expected the managers to act weird towards me, but it was completely different. I did my work and everyone treated me.. well… normal.

The truth is – I hope I never work retail again for as long as I live. In a clothing store anyway. I kind of felt like I was one of the oldest people there (well, I kind of was). There were so many new people that started over the last three weeks and everyone was 18 or 19 years old. Those who have been there longer than I have are about my age or older, and I think they’re all starting to realize that they should either find something else, or become management. One of the older girls gave her two-week notice in as well. If I wasn’t in school, I’d go into being a merchandiser or inventory manager, because I like that kind of stuff. But I’ve been in university for four years and by now I should find a job that’s somehow academically related to what I’ve been learning.

Anyway, on a brighter note – my summer job gave me the go-ahead for next week’s conference – BUT I have to be back at work Friday morning because my co-worker that I work with starts vacation then. So this week is slightly stressful for me because I’m trying to learn how to run ICP-MS all by myself. Once the instrument is calibrated, I have no trouble loading samples and doing all the appropriate paperwork. But starting the thing is another story. So that’s what I’m learning this week.

I should really add a to-do list to my life somewhere because I keep losing track of what I’m supposed to do. I finally decided with R how we’re getting to Montreal – train. Now we just have to buy our tickets (maybe tonight, or tomorrow for sure). Signed up for my MCAT prep course (finally). I cleaned my room yesterday – now I’m just going to tidy up the loose ends.

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