No longer my concern.

Tonight was rough. Had my last night at work, which was more than just the end of a mindless job, it was the end of my relationship with Second City Cleveland. It’s hard to think about these last four and a half years in Cleveland without thinking about Second City, and many of the memories I retain from these years will probably involve it in some way or another. In the end, I left without incident — I had a few Captain & Cokes, said goodbye to all who deserved it, and left. After all the time I’d spent contemplating what I’d do when I no longer had my job to lose, my maturity and self-control at zero hour came as a surprise. In many ways it will be a relief, as it can be exausting being so frustrated/disappointed/disgusted by a place and the incompetent people who run it. No longer my concern.

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