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I quit my job yesterday...

My Boss didn't take it very well.

I feel like some kind of criminal for taking my life into my own hands...which is silly. But that's the way things made you feel around my ex-office: management kick your ass all day, tell you a thousand times this is work, this isn't for fun, so get serious god damn it; tell you you don't really have much chance in the real world, tell you to stop acting like this is a friends club and not a business.

When I handed in my resignation, my Boss told me he couldn't believe I'd betrayed him in this way - he thought we were friends, were all my years of work "just a job?"

We are friends. It was just a job.

I hope he can see that someday.