With my job. I called my boss in tears this morning. My car had gotten stuck (yet again) in a massive pile of snow and there was not a single solitary prayer that I'd be able to get it out in time to arrive in a timely fashion for work. Tears, tears, try to imagine this. I lost my temper, I told her exactly how frustrated and stressed I am, how very unhappy I have been, how the only reason I've been hanging on to that job is because I am desperately trying to make it through until I can get back into school this fall. Then I told her I wasn't coming back, like ever.

Then, miraculously, she told me not to make snap decisions, that I should take the day off and think about things and that when I go back tomorrow they'll have a chat with HR and see if there isn't anything they can do to make me stay. Then if I still wanted to quit at least I could work a notice period.

So I'm home, paying an ungodly amount of money for new tires and a four wheel alignment, and doing my fafsa. I predict done with tmobile in a month or less.