It's Quittin' Time!

My, but it's been a while since I posted a comic, hasn't it? Here:

Well, that pretty much wraps up THAT story arc. I'm sure none of you are shocked that it ended this way. Shortly after quitting that deeply demeaning and abusive job at the boutique, I landed myself another position a little higher up the chain but in Connecticut. More details will be coming. It's better, but as you'll all see, it's not all sunshine and rainbows and unicorns. My GOD, I wish there were unicorns.

Clap On, Clap Off. Clap On Clap Off!

Repetition makes long strips easier. Luckily, while I am an office drone, repetition is ALL I do.



This is seriously my day. Call the TIME phone line 4 times a day, Sign a piece of paper 4 times a day. All for the sake of making sure we're actually IN the Building. AT work. Not necessarily DOING work but at least they know we're there.

Additionally, they've incorporated a new game into our day: Musical Rooms. In which all 28 of us manage to settle into a room that seats 20 and only has enough outlets and ethernet ports for 20 computers, and then someone tells us that we've been moved to another room on an entirely different floor which is also insufficient to seat us all. So we all hustle as quick as we can to the other room, fighting tooth and nail to get a spot where we can A) sit and B) plug in a computer. Rinse, repeat. They had us switch rooms THREE times.

You're SUPPOSED to be HELPING

I wish I could say that this hadn't really happened at work, but unfortunately, it sort of has.


I like the color palette for this one!

When It Rains, It Pours

This is perhaps the busiest looking comic I've ever drawn. And there's not a ton of movement either, it's mostly facial expressions. So I apologize. It was necessary.



This sort of actually happened. Right after I accepted a job with my current employer, I got a call from Kelly Sciences. Of course, I didn't reject them outright. I waited to hear how much they would pay me (not very well), before declining their offer. I guess it's true that as soon as you're employed, everyone else wants a piece of you.

So that's it. This was my official announcement. I'm staying on the west coast. I have a job, and I'm here to stay. I miss my east coast friends already but hopefully, we'll have plenty of opportunities to visit one another. Now I have to settle in and really make some friends in the area. I don't know how the next 3-5 years are gonna go. I can only hope for the best. Tally ho!

DO NOT WANT

This is how my I felt during my Job Search in October. I was so over finding a job. I'm not even going to talk about it anymore. I had just renewed my NJ car insurance (exorbitant!), and I miss some of my east-coast peepz (I'm a tiny white girl... I'm not sure I can use the phrase "peepz" but... eh. what the hell). Really, I was ready to resign myself to hoboism and crawl into my crappy cardboard box on Vine. Making friends? Also apparently overrated.

But hey, look at me, I can be an optimist too!: Plus side - I have some version of all the clothes drawn above, including that super sassy suit in the first frame, although it's got pants, not a skirt. I'm such a fashion plate, I amaze even myself.

EDIT: And as always, events did not occur as shown. This is just a reflection of how I feel.