Date: 2008-12-12 04:15 pm (UTC)
I *love* when I leave jobs. Almost as much as starting new ones.

The false "We'll miss you's" to the "let's keep in touch". The rancid chicken salad that somehow is to thank me for the years of toil.

The sweetest moments are walking out of the doors for the last time, muttering "So long, suckers!"
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