It could be over a few months, like a new job where one day you feel like actually going to work thinking, hey I actually like these people and don’t mind working here.
Or when your friends have been super busy for months and suddenly you get matched on dating apps, old friends reach out and people want to buy your old junk on Craigslist in a single day.
Yep, when I was a young it pup I was working for a hospital making $15 an hour which was enough to afford rent and food and taking care of a wife that didn’t work and all that shit but I kept feeling like something was off and I kept getting passed over for raises and after 3 years with the same company yeah I finally said enough is enough I either need a raise or I’m going to quit and they told me they can’t give me a raise so I quit.
In my two weeks offboarding a friend of mine recommended me a different job and I applied for it and got it and it was an immediate jump from $15 to $21 an hour.
This was in 2014, so $21 an hour is not that much money but it was a hell of a lot more money than $15 an hour so I took the new job.
I worked there for three years and I took a new job and I worked there for three years and because of finally having enough I’m now making over $60 an hour 9 years later.
Which I know could be a lot more, but $60 an hour is more than enough to support myself and take care of my shit and it all came down to me just having that little mental fit where I said there’s no fucking way I’m going to keep working for $15 an hour and not getting pay raises.
It was years later that I found out that the hospital had hired somebody else with the exact same name that I had and they had gotten their numbers or something confused in the system and I was getting the other bizarrolands reviews and he was getting mine.
My coworkers that stayed there are now making like $19 to $22 an hour so I would say that it was definitely a good call for me to run away.