I had my longest job for two years
finally gave my two weeks and
quit because it was the bane of me.
Family and friends were happy to see me leave, except my manager.
They all said it had been eating at me, except my manager, who was dissapointed to see his best closer walk out the door.
After leaving I still had a month left of spring semester
and decided to finish it off as a member in the ranks of unemployment
my first time in three and a half years without a job.
I had forgotten what unemployment was like.
It was grand
especially with money in the bank.
Family expected me to find something during the summer
My old boss, and now friend, kept wondering how much it would pay.
I knew why figuring I told him I was leaving to find a better paying job.
Truth is I hated the place.
The end of the semester came without a job.
first week of no school came, then the second, and third
A month passed before my mom and other various friends
poked at me about going back to work.
Replied "I thought about not getting one for the summer,
I have money saved up and a job lined up for the fall.
I'm not worried."
Mom said it wasn't wise and to get one
but I was enjoying my free time.
In the end circumstances arose and work was forced upon me.
Granted the pay was better,
about three times better.
It sufficed for the summer
and will have to until I can do what I want
because until then it will never be an equal trade.
That's what it is you know a trade.
You don't get paid because the job is easy or hard
It is a trade
stated right there in the fine print.
You are trading your free time,
and in return they are trading you cash,
and cash is never worth the same amount.
