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I left my union job when a toxic manager started becoming .. toxic. The new dot-com job was a really great fit.
So I quit on a Friday, hopped a plane, flew about 6 hours, found a hotel overnight, stayed at a really shitty AirB&B for a day because the first apartment was rented out from underneath me, found ANOTHER apartment, and thankfully close to work because, yes, it was a foot commute in December at -40c/-40f until the wife sold our place, paid movers, gathered the two cats and flew out.
Started work that Monday. They'd changed the job description while I was on a fucking plane. Those fuckers. But there I was, 4,000 km from home, no job, and while this was before the house sold, the job market back home was absolute shite. No going back.