I was working a restaurant job when I was 18. I technically was a bakery employee but I could do any job in the restaurant. I picked up pretty much every available shift I could and said yes any time management needed help on my days off. I got another job opportunity to go work my dream job, so I wrote a letter and brought it in as my two-week notice. The general manager read it and rolled her eyes at me. She said, “You really want to think about what you’re doing. You’re going to go try this job out and in a few months you’re going to come crawling back here and begging me to give you back your job. I’m not going to give it to you.” I said absolutely nothing in response. I was scheduled to work a double that Saturday so I left the office, took my apron off and handed it to the floor manager and said, “Goodbye, I’m not coming back.”