“You can stick your job. I’m outta here.” Penny turned on her heel leaving without a backward glance, already planning how she would survive until she landed another job: she could sell a few sticks of furniture so she wouldn’t be stuck for the rent and her days wouldn’t cost a penny as she could spend them in the woods throwing sticks for the dog, although, she would have to avoid that patch of sticky grass seeds.
The days passed and she became as thin as a stick with little money for extras such as food. She felt as though she was stuck in a rut and she determined she’d have to stick to her resolution to find another job. Finally, although it stuck in her craw she visited her ex place of employment, sticking her neck out and begging successfully for her old job back.
In response to Zoe’s prompt