I quit my job. I was working as a waitress for four years at a german cafe/bakery. I really liked my bosses (weird thing about the particular bakery that I worked at, is that it was never made clear to me or any of the other waitresses who the manager was....kinda weird, but I digress). Anyways, I quit because I knew that I was never going to be able to make a living wage working at this place, even if they hadn't cut my hours, which they had. But I can't say that I hadn't seen it coming, because I did. I also wanted to take a class that would have conflicted with the shifts that I worked, and I wanted more time to study. When I quit, I thought that I would be able to find an evenings and weekend job, or even just a weekend job, somewhere. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that there really aren't that many in the city that I'm currently living in now. Fortunately, I do have "moments of smart". When I started my job at the bakery, I had one good "moment of smart" when I started to save the same amount of money each month in an online savings account. Sometimes I would raid it for air fare for a trip, or bus money, but not that often, so there is quite a bit saved up. Enough so that I don't need to worry where next month's rent is going to come from, or the semester fees that I still need to pay.