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It's been 9 years
Since
I have quit
My last job
In utter frustration.
As
I found myself
Working in
An increasingly
Hostile environment.
With little
To no support
From management.
Know
I could have taken them
To the Labour Board
Or the Human Rights Commission
Over their actions.
But
Fuck'em
I needed out
Of there.
For the sake
Of my health
(Mentally
And physically).
Working
A minimum week
Of 50+ hours
Over 5 days.
On top of
A daily commute
Of a 3 hour
Round trip.
Never mind
My asking
To work
An 8 hour shift
Every fortnightl.
To attend
A support group
In Toronto.
Was like
Trying to remove teeth
From someone
Who has none.
As I tried
To transition
In this working Hell.
Looking back
Am better off
With less money
And stress.
As I take it
Slow
But constant steps
In my holistic healing.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: At the time, I was working for a small company located near, Pearson International Airport, in Mississauga, Ontario. When, I did quit, I tossed all of the inbound receipts, into the air, like Mary Tyler Moore did, with her hat, at the beginning, of her 1970s show. Not caring, where they landed.
