So I quit the job!

After hours of putting it off, I finally phoned work and quit. I was going over the worst possible outcomes in my head and I was just getting super scared.. I don't even know why. I felt as though I was being unreasonable to them, but I had to keep telling myself that Uni is way more important.. So I wrote down a couple of reasons as to why I was leaving and phoned them, the conversation went a little like this:

Random worker in the club - "Hi, this is blah blah blah blah, how may I help?"

Me - "Hi, this is Chris Jones, may I speak to the manager please?"

Random worker - "Okay certainly.."

.....horrible suspense......

Manager - "Hi, how may I help you?"

Me - "Hi, it's Chris Jones, I'm new and I was just phoning to tell you that I don't think I'll be able to keep my job as well as go to Uni"..

....I'd done it, but what has she got to say? ...

Manager - "Oh, okay... So do you want to make it a weekend only thing?"

Me - "I'd like to finish completely please?"

Manager - "Okay..."

Me - "Okay?"

*Hangs up*

*Fist pump*

So yeah after that phone call I felt like a weight had been lifted.. It may sound stupid to some of you but I was worrying about that phone call all night, it was horrible..

Tonight I am going to watch The Wombats, for those for you that haven't heard of them, here's a song.

Have a nice day all.