after waiting for an hour to talk to my (now) ex-boss... after almost poking my f-in eyeball out with a stick... after samil took all the books and papers out of their places, waved around a plastic bag like it his job... after i heard my brother's stomach rumbling in hunger...
i am officially nolonger employed.
not technically un-employed.
mostly because i still work my ass off.
and starting right after my three week leisure vacation for rich people the USA i will hopefully be the proud owner of my own learning center.
oh, and not only did i get my paycheck, vacation and christmas pay, i got a nice little bonus.
of a lot of money.
which i promptly spent on getting a damn permission slip from my husband and the government for samil to travel. alone.
and by alone i mean with his mother.