What do you do when you have worked for the same company for thirty-four years and the thought of going to work another day is so discouraging that you want to puke?
I know, I have a job, and I am grateful but I am hanging onto the end of my rope.
Just the thought of one more day, cheerily serving the people, has me in a deep depression.
I have the opportunity to retire but thanks to my PPM(excuse me: piss poor management) I will retire a pauper.
Is it better to leave and trust that God will cover me or stay for money and go insane?
These are my questions. I need answers, please.