Not at Big Bowl anymore. Things got really REALLY bad and despite many years of effort to make it better it only got worse. What was once my favorite place to be, to go, to work and socialize descended into hell on earth. For a long time I knew things were bad, I knew I needed to move on, but somehow I never found the strength.
Last year around this time I seriously considered leaving after a misunderstanding that got blown way out of hand. It was a fight or flight moment. I chose to fight and in hindsight that choice was the final push into hell. I may have kept my job but what that "fight" created was a sea of egg-shells I walked on every day and huge target on my back.
Someone who should have been a mentor, someone who should have encouraged and supported decided that I was enemy #1 and she wanted me out. To say that my work life was effected by this would be the greatest understatement of the century. For ten months I endured a full frontal attack. It got so bad that the thought of going into work made me want to throw up.
Anyway, in early May the other shoe dropped, something FINALLY clicked in me and I was able to walk in and quit -- on the spot. It was the most amazing, liberating thing I have done for myself in a very long time; and walking out of that place that morning I felt a huge weight lifted off of me.
And now, 3 months later, I have a new job at an amazing new restaurant -- I continue to do my shows (and love every minute of that.) And most of all, I'm happy again.