May 14, 2008
Today I quit my job. Here’s how it happened:
I was sitting at my desk and V emailed me about my Productivity Report. Yeah you heard me, Productivity Report. We have to submit a report at the end of every shift where we write down all sites we worked on and how much time did we spend on those sites. We have to include a total time at the bottom. Lately I hadn’t been doing my job well because I hated it so my time was like 120 mins on some days. So I was afraid that when she saw my correct PRs they would fire me. Instead of that happening I quit. First I packed up my stuff, got my lunch from the fridge, went over to A’s desk to tell her and get her contact info, and then I sent V an e-mail. It was a nice e-mail, just “I’m sorry to say I need to leave. Thank you for the opportunity.” plain and simple. Right after I hit send I picked up my stuff, said bye to CH (I’m really going to miss you buddy! You kept me sane on so many days where I was having a meltdown), and then I walked out of there forever.
It feels good that I don’t have to go there anymore but also I am somewhat nervous about what lies ahead. I have already called and sent my resume to a bunch of employment agencies so InshaAllah we will see how it goes. I’m just glad I don’t have to cry every day and worry about who is going to yell at me over the phone. sigh
What really got me to this point was last night when Ibrahim called me and I said salaam he said “Guzelim, you’ve been crying. What’s going on?” and just the way he said it made me realize: this job has really taken a toll on me. I haven’t been my usual upbeat vibrant self. I haven’t been the person that my family and friends love. I was a shadow of my former self and that job was making me disappear further every day.






