I’ve worked as a server at the Keg for almost 4 years – which in the restaurant world is an eternity. Last night, as I sat in front of my laptop, I wrote my resignation letter.
As I sat there and thought about what to type, I had mixed emotions.
On the one hand, I was excited – this was it – I was quitting! The trip is right around the corner and I wasn’t going to work again for 7 months. How many people can do that?
On the other hand though, I was profoundly sad. I have a great job. I make great money and work with great people. I also have alot of regular guests that I’m going to miss.
Ironically, it was this amazing job that allowed me to not only get out of debt (I was 40k in debt 3 years ago) but also save up enough money to go on this upcoming adventure.
At the end of the day though – there will always be another job and there will always be more money to be made. This trip I’m going on now I wish I had done 10 years ago but you get stuck on other things and, before you know it, another year has passed – and then another, and another…
It’s time to go and I’m excited!
18 days to go…