jobs

I picked up my third job this month in an attempt to drop the coffeeshop job. It's harder to do than I thought. Tips are addictive. And the shop has all the ties to my social life. Two of my customers offered less stressful jobs, and I took them.

Tonight I tried writing my resignation to the Shop, and I got maybe 3 sentences into it when almost everybody I enjoyed came in. So I put the letter up to do later on tonight (which may already be too late...scheduling goofs and all). On the way here, I was clocked at 57 in a 45. the officer that pulled me over one of my first two customers in the mornings. (also the only one to hunt me down and give me that moving violation back on May). He barely even gave me a warning.
Gave me a lot of shit though.

why does this happen when I want to say "Screw it!" and quit?