One week left in Po' Dunk..
In one week I will be unpacking my things in a dorm room ninety something miles away from where I am currenly typing this. I will be scared out of my fucking wits, but will also be fully responsible for myself which is a first...seven days until my complete emancipation, it's damn scary.
I nearly have everything I need, there are still some odds and ends I will purchase next week, like dildos and rubber duckies. I've already the important items like bedding, and some furniture. I saw this cute dry-erase board that would be an awesome fit around my desk space. I am really doing my best in being passive and slowly allowing people to say goodbye, but I just can't stand the process. This is why I loath transtitional phases, why does it have to be so formal and definitive? Why not instead of goodbye say, "I'll see you during the holidays" or "I'm the happiest fucker now that your're leaving"? I'd much prefer that than some long-winded conversation about how much I will be missed...it's just so awkward and I really don't think I'm much deserving of that treatment since I feel I really haven't accomplished anything special at this juncture in my young life. I'll take those praises when I become the first multi-cultural President in year 2028.
My last day at work is Sunday and I am so ready to be unemployed again, even though it will only be a couple more days before I am back looking. They told me they'd me happy to transfer, but I politely turned them down. I just really don't see me working for a bank again in the future...constant customer service and lethargy is not my thing.
Oh, I'm happy to report that those assholes-on-wheels were caught and arrested not too long after breaking into my house. There was an article in the paper about, heh, dumb losers.
I nearly have everything I need, there are still some odds and ends I will purchase next week, like dildos and rubber duckies. I've already the important items like bedding, and some furniture. I saw this cute dry-erase board that would be an awesome fit around my desk space. I am really doing my best in being passive and slowly allowing people to say goodbye, but I just can't stand the process. This is why I loath transtitional phases, why does it have to be so formal and definitive? Why not instead of goodbye say, "I'll see you during the holidays" or "I'm the happiest fucker now that your're leaving"? I'd much prefer that than some long-winded conversation about how much I will be missed...it's just so awkward and I really don't think I'm much deserving of that treatment since I feel I really haven't accomplished anything special at this juncture in my young life. I'll take those praises when I become the first multi-cultural President in year 2028.
My last day at work is Sunday and I am so ready to be unemployed again, even though it will only be a couple more days before I am back looking. They told me they'd me happy to transfer, but I politely turned them down. I just really don't see me working for a bank again in the future...constant customer service and lethargy is not my thing.
Oh, I'm happy to report that those assholes-on-wheels were caught and arrested not too long after breaking into my house. There was an article in the paper about, heh, dumb losers.