When I was growing up my dad was in the military, he got promoted often, we went to events that were dedicated to him. He took vacations and pretty much took care of the family while
My mom worked odd jobs. I always thought that’s how working was, you dedicate your self to one place and they will see that and love it.
It’s sad that it’s taken me this long to realize they don’t care about me, or anybody. There was a turning point where we had a meeting and out of nowhere they told us how much worse other places have it- as if they know how bad they treat us.
17 years of luxury car sales- I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m scared but also excited to leave.