It's official. I have given my notice at work. Now everyone knows that approximately eight weeks from now I will no longer work there. Well.. everyone except Potty Monitor/Screeching Chimpanzee as I am making a conscious effort to not let her know. I think the woman has gone off her medication - she has managed to upset 3/4 of the population of the building. Gotta give her credit though, she seems to have the strange ability to do that with very little effort on her part. She has also resumed her lights obsession. Fun times will be had by all.
Anyway, I thought giving my notice was going to be the hard part, but I think the hard part is only just beginning. When I told former boss dude #2, first he yelled at me for not including him in the family alerts, but then he started planning a drunken bash/goodbye party.
I am soooooo there. hehe
6 comments:
It's always weird when you give notice, ainna? Up until that exact minute, it's your workplace and you're a part of the group; the moment after, you're something of an outsider and it's just a building.
On to new adventures...CHEERS!
I hate you. But I love you.
Ok, I love you more than I hate you...and I only hate you because you are divorcing me. I am going to cry now. I will be outside...are you coming?
Oddly enough nobody seems to be treating me any differently, other than occastion muttered "traitor," said as I pass by a friend's desk.
New adventures. I like that. :-)
Interesting... So whaddya doin' then? Another offer? Had enough? What exactly?
I can hardly wait to 'meet' the new psycho you end up working with/for, after Ms. Minotaur - er, I mean, Ms. Monitor.
BWAH!!!!
congrats!!
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