So here I am, my last night at work, and I’m feeling alright. Everything has been pretty anti-climactic. When Eleanore left at 6, our big farewell-for-ever consisted of her tossing a "be a good girl" over her shoulder as she trudged away. Not even a hug. Really, Eleanore? We’ve sat together for a YEAR AND A HALF and not even a hug?
No really, I didn’t want one.
Joe left me with two peach Swisher Sweets, which made me happy. Thanks Joe! And Jenn, who used to work at night but has been on dayshift for the past year, left me a note in my mailbox and that made me smile. Thanks Jenn!
Tina decided she was leaving at 7:30 instead of toughing it out until midnight. This may be my last night here forever, but this is also the last night of evening shift (which is the main reason I resigned); you’d think we’d have had a party or something, the three of us. Maybe have a kegger in the parking lot, who the fuck knows. But apparently not.
As she walked past me, she paused and wished me luck and said that she wants me to send her occasional photos of Chooch. I said of course I would, and then as I heard the door shut behind her, something WEIRD happened. I mean, some crazy ass fucking shit — legitimate sadness happened. I even whispered, "Aw, Tina" quietly to my monitor. Then promptly slapped my hand over my mouth. It kind of felt like I had just been touched by an uncle AND LIKED IT.
I ran into Kim’s cube and blurted out, "I THINK I’M GOING TO MISS HER!" Kim laughed the word, "What?!" Then she got a good look at my sniveling face and exclaimed, "Oh my god, what’s wrong with you? You look like you’re going to cry!"
AND I FEEL LIKE IT, TOO. Tina, of all people. Tina and her gooey scabs. Tina and her codpiece. Tina and her man-stance. TINA I’LL MISS YOU.
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AW! I’ll miss the Tina posts. :/
It’s a good thing this is my last post from work. Originally put scabies instead of scabs (still works though) and codtail instead of codpiece. Durr.
aw. you’re a sucker for the weirdos.
tina will miss you too!!!
and not just your low-cut shirts.
I guess its like when I get attached to monsters at haunted houses.
Frankly, i’m disgusted.
I’ll miss you too! Maybe not as much, but still.
Doesnt’ dorothy say that to the tin man?
Fuck. Now I wish I had ruby slippers. Go find me a pair.
We’ll all miss Tina!
But we all await new weirdos on your horizon, cos lord knows you are a magnet, Rube!
You’re right! Something to look forward to:)
D’awwwwwwww.
you will never escape me i will haunt you in your dreams for ever i am watching you like jesus watches us from on top of his cloud up in the heavens
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well if you want to myspace besties, why didn’t you just say so?
pc4pc!!!!!!!!!111111