Say bye-bye!

So I kinda had a heartfelt moment with my boss today. And with that I mean I bough a cup of coffee for her and one for me, and she told me that maybe it was good-bye T-shirt Store for me.

Nice to know also, that the guys at work had spoken to her behind my back. That's what she calls "open communication". Kind of hard not to take it personally when the mistakes I've made at work all have a good excuse. Rookie-errors. But fuck it, I wont bother with it. Brush it off, if I can, and say bye-bye. Cos in less than 2 weeks, I'm a Uppsalabo! And as my hairdresser said: Go to Uppsala and everything'll be great, all your problems gone!

Ok, maybe I should stay at my work, she did say she'd give me a second chance and she did say she had faith in me. But I really kinda don't care. Is that horrible? And I know it could seem like I am running from it all by moving, but I'm merely starting over. Strike the "merely". No excuse. I love it.

So bye-bye.