Nov. 19th, 2004
Today is the day that I've been hyping for so long. My last day at work. I'm almost positive that there is no way for this to turn out good. Unless they give me fists fulls of money.
I guess last week some people from another department asked my co-worker Clay if he thought it would be a good idea to have a you-ain't-got-a-job-here-no-more party at work for me on my last. Clay said that he thought I would like to go quietly. They asked "What if we just put some food out?" Clay said that I don't really like to eat food infront of people.
Right he was.
I really hope nothing is done. I'm sure what ever emotion I show will not be inappropriate.
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