Why I fired my boss

Five years ago I was working a regular job. It was partially enjoyable, I mean I didn’t not like it; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been there. I enjoyed the people, the environment was okay, and the pay meant I could enjoy things a little more than without a job. There came a time when I realised that it wasn’t for me, and I don’t mean that particular job. I mean working for someone, with some people. I didn’t fire the boss I used to work for; I fired every boss that I would ever work for. Let me explain. I have a such an active brain, when I was a kid I used to say to my Mum, ‘What can I do today?, ‘Mum, I’m bored’. And a whole other bunch of moaning that meant I was pretty mentally unfulfilled. Fast forward a few years, or two I found myself in my old job becoming tired, not only with University but also my job at the time. I would spend countless hours cracking jokes, surfing the net, and trying to keep my brain from drying up. (Or going insane). There was not one day where I decided let’s start a

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