RACHEL: I'm training to be better at a job that I hate, my life officially sucks.
JOEY: Look Rach, wasn't this supposed to a temporary thing? I thought you wanted to do fashion stuff?
RACHEL: Well, yeah! I'm still pursuing that.
CHANDLER: How... exactly are you pursuing that? Y'know other than sending out resumes like what, two years ago?
RACHEL: Well, I'm also sending out.... good thoughts.
JOEY: If you ask me, as long as you got this job, you've got nothing pushing you to get another one. You need the fear.
RACHEL: The fear?
CHANDLER: He's right, if you quit this job, you then have motivation to go after a job you really want.
RACHEL: Well then how come you're still at a job that you hate, I mean why don't you quit and get 'the fear'?
CHANDLER: Because, I'm too afraid.
GUNTHER: Rachel?
RACHEL: Yeah.
GUNTHER: Remind me to review with you which pot is decaf and which is regular.
RACHEL: Can't I just look at the handles on them?
GUNTHER: You would think.
RACHEL: Okay, fine. Gunther, y'know what, I am a terrible waitress, do you know why I'm a terrible waitress? Because, I don't care. I don't care. I don't care which pot is regular and which pot is decaf, I don't care where the tray spot is, I just don't care, this is not what I want to do. So I don't think I should do it anymore. I'm gonna give you my week's notice.
GUNTHER: What?!
RACHEL: Gunther, I quit.
CHANDLER: Does this mean we're gonna have to start paying for coffee?
I'm not a terrible waitress, because I'm not a waitress. But this pretty much sums up my feelings of late. I don't care which pot is regular and which pot is decaf (or which form is the correct one or which report I need to run). I just don't care, this is not what I want to do. So I don't think I should do it anymore.
I'm not giving my two weeks notice yet, but man oh man I get closer everyday.
