Yes, friends, hell hath frozen over. I quit my job at Mesa. This has got to be one of the hardest decisions I've ever made, and I'm still feeling a little conflicted about it. I received another job offer (I wasn't even looking; it just happened), which will pay me 30% more, with 25% less hours, and 100% less commute. Many, many factors went into this decision, and I've agonized over this for two weeks, almost non-stop. I've been losing sleep, which is not good considering I wake up at 4:45AM to get to work every day. The fact is, my life has been changing alot in the past two years, and I feel that I'm not ready to put 100% of my energy into Boogie. It's like those near death experiences people have; they die, go to heaven, and Jesus tells them it's not their time. There's too many things that I have to do as a human being before I can settle myself into Boogie, and I have to do those things now while I'm young or else I'll never do them. I thought I could handle all this while employed at Mesa, but the truth is I can't. This new job will afford me the time and money to do what I must, and will also put me back into doing what I do best: help people with their music. I wasn't doing what I wanted to do at Boogie, either. I interviewed for a Divisional Sales Manager position; I was given a job on the factory floor. True, they were putting me there with a notion of teaching me the ropes for the possible position of one in customer service, but when pressed they didnt' know when or if that was going to happen. I've wanted to be at Boogie for so long, and I've been interviewed now 4 times over the last 7 years - which is a pretty big deal considering that the average guy has been there close to 10 years. But after being turned down 4 times for some reason or another, I'm feeling a little slighted, especially considering that what I'm doing there is fairly mindless. So, yeah, I quit what I thought would be my dream gig. I think that I will go back someday, once I get comfortable with my life. All those guys were so cool with me, I feel like I'm letting them down, but I've got to do what a boy's got to do. Hold me, brothers. I weep.