In my mind my exit is dramatic. In a final fit of frustration I shutter my blog, write a goodbye on sites I freelance for and exit with a “take this job and shove it” finger in the air. It’s a thing of beauty. Except that the job I’m shoving is of my own creation. And how do you tell your boss to go pound salt, when you’re the boss? Self-employment can really suck some days. There are days I miss the monotony of working for someone else; the security of a steady paycheque. I miss the …
