It's been a little rough at the new job. I am weighing my situation and options. Yesterday, panic attacks ensued, things went very sour very quickly.
I received a few pep talks yesterday. After a rough Monday, I went to get a beer and met this gentleman from India who advised that as long as I had a clear concience I am doing the right thing.
My concience is a little cloudy. I feel a little uncomfortable doing what I do. My dad said to keep a stiff upper lip and see the writing on the wall.
At this point, I am doing my best to hang in there and am trying not take shit from anyone. Which is totally not my personality. I take things personally.
Maybe I should go work at Seaworld. Shamu is awesome.