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It's hard to know when to quit. My very last real job, I was working as an engineer for Motorola. My online income had exceeded my 9-5 income and took up less time. I had always wondered what would happen if I put as much time into my online ventures as I put into my day job. I wondered that until my little waffle-dick boss came in with an attitude problem for the 300th consecutive day. I decided then and there that it was time to find out what life without a 9-5 would be like. With a quick "suck my cock, Randy" I was out the door and never looked back.
My fiancee shit a golden goose egg when I told her that I walked out of my job and I had no intention of looking for another job (in retrospect, I suppose I shouldn't have been sitting in my underwear, drunk, watching cartoons when she came home from HER job). Things were tough for a month or so until the money started coming in. I worked 12-16 hours a day, every day.
I can't imagine having to go back to a real job now. I think I would rather die.
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I like pie.
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