Well, Saturday was my last day. My whole department had set up a mini-party for me: there was a big cake, and enchiladas and nachos from the restaurant next door, a gift from a few people, and a card that everyone who was working that day had signed. It was hard saying goodbye when I knew some of it was a lie, and I told them, inevitably, that I'd come back and visit, but I doubt I will. I feel like a douche for it, but at the same time, I'm infinitely glad I left.
The whole experience gave me deja-vu. The same thing happened when I was working at the Hospital. They threw me a going-away party... and everyone was so nice, gave me gifts, and bade me come back and visit. I never have gone back there. ;_; Aaaarrgh I'm such a shmuck.
Anyway, I'm really onyl bothered by a few things, such as not being able to say goodbye to Susie, or Julie, or Scott, or apologize to Staci, or tell Caleb I didn't mean to pick on him, because even though he's an asshat, he's cute- I also should've hugged Jen goodbye, and Jila, and Judie, but I let 'em slip away. Fuuuuck.
Oh well. I've got other things to be bummed about right now, such as Steph not being able to go on the trip. Darn that girl. And after I drove her stinky brother to school.... lol.
Why are people so obsessed with Go Gaia? I don't get it. You'd be hard-pressed to find a decent writer on there anyway, and while the "dressing your avatar up" thing is a novel idea, it's also stupid as hell because they jack prices up so high I'd have to spend 24 hours a day, seven days a week on the forum refreshing it. Ha, no friggin way.
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