Yeah.
I have two days left before unemployment.
I'm going to miss a lot of the people I work with.
I'm going to miss the epic potlucks, the lack of OT, the actual and literal eight hour work day, the pay (OMG THE PAY), the pension, the unbelievable extended health benefits, "bring your dog to work day", and the comraderie.
I'm not going to miss my fucking commute.
Today's potluck in my honour was epic. I could feel the love. I'm not sure if they were happy to see me go, or wanted to pay tribute to the time I put in there, but damn, I haven't eaten that well since Christmas, so yeah, I don't really care and yes, I will have some more salmon.
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My money is on duder for a road rage fight...
ReplyDeleteI know, right?
ReplyDeleteFuck meditation.
I'm excited for you! I'm so excited I've decided not to go back to my job Aug. 5th. Fuck 'em! I'd back you in a road rage fight and I meditate every day, sometimes the neighbors have to call the cops.
ReplyDeleteGood for you, Judith! What are you going to do with yourself?
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