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This is continued from last evening.

So, I eventually stumbled back to my duplex after the shift. I decided to visit the other side to see if anyone was still awake. Fortunately, Andrew was up studying. We had a little chat about how both of our days sucked. I listened to Andrew's story, but he can put his story on his weblog; I'll put mine here. Essentially, I told him how I worked in the café because it was enjoyable work, but it was becoming unenjoyable work. I told him that I was considering quitting. Andrew pretty much gave me the confirmation that I should, but I told him that my boss would most likely talk me out of it.

She did.

I went to talk to her today, and she pretty much reassured me that I was ready for the job despite the fact that I pretty much know that I'm not. On one hand, they love me at my job and tell me that I do an excellent job. On the other hand, I know that others on campus see me working there and see me doing a bad job despite working my best with the fact that only one other person is on duty with me. I want to have a reputation for good service. I even told the campus chef last night, “I would rather quit then do a bad job.” Everything is making sense in my mind: quit.

It might be making more sense.

Just today, I received an e-mail from a missions organisation. They've stated that one of their employees quit on them to focus full time on studying. He mentioned me as a possible replacement. I have to say that the timing seems convenient like some invisible hand is moving me away from one area of my live and moving me towards another. It's been said that when God closes a door, He opens a window. I guess that it's just a matter of determining if he's really closed a door and if he's really opened a window.

Also, a big thanks to Dria and Jim. Your encouraging words are… encouraging.