
A melancholy day, worthy of ye olde Shakespeare. Friends I won't be seeing as often, establish routines that need to change, and the never ending procession of emails that have halted abruptly. I shall also miss the excellent Korean food in the canteen.
It's true there was some drinking afterwards. Though to be fair it was a Christmas party too. But most people were taking the news well. Quite a few have jobs to go to (a disturbing number will be paid a fortune to live in the south of France, bastards), and the rest are quietly optimistic.
Now I am unemployed. At least until Monday, where hopefully the phoenix will be reborn.
1 comment:
Good luck for Monday. Take one of the knives with you, you'll feel much safer, and the workplace respect hurdle will be overcome so much faster.
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