I've decided that today will be my last day at Colorado Art Restoration. I am grateful to Shannon for taking the time to train me, and giving me a chance to learn new techniques. But the reality of working here is that the chaos that comes with the sorting and checking-in of insurance losses prevents me from being able to focus on my strengths as an art conservator. I know without a doubt that I need to pursue a different path for my own sense of well-being.
Incidentally, I don't care for the way Mike greets me by touching my back while I'm working. It violates the boundaries of our business relationship, and it is totally unacceptable.
That's my schpiel. At 10 am I will walk out of that building with my head held high. I have too much pride to accept a paltry salary for work that is below my skill level.
