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And I. Am. OUTTA HERE!!!!!!!
Nov. 18th, 2005 11:45 pmI'm done! I'm done! I'm Fracking DONE!
Feels very weird. Still feels like I'm just going on hollibobs. Exit interview was great - got to get a lot of things of my chest, and Big Boss agreed with me on pretty much everything. There were tears from Boss - very many of them. Bless her. And Karen nearly went when I gave her her roses. Got Shiny Gifts! A necklace & a watch! (lost old watch during hectic conjugal activities)
Just back from leaving do - Mich got utterly hammered (quel surprise) and gobby with it, ho hum. Still - pub, chinese, pub. Good combo. Shall miss those guys. Like I said in my little speech, we've been through a hell of a lot together, and a lot of crazy shit happened in that office.
I was in that office when:
I found out my degree results. Sylv read them to me over the phone when she was at the campus library.
The Twin Towers fell. Watched it on a little TV in the conference room. Fucked Up. I was eating chocolate Jazzies. Bill was in hysterics. Didn't cry until the next day.
When I got my little car.
When England beat Argentina. Again - little TV, conference room. Oop Oop!
When Karen went into labour with Liam.
It all went Pete Tong with Hubs. And then while I was there it got better. And then I was there the days before and after he proposed. And a couple of days before we got married. the guys at work trashed my car, but it was so filthy they had to clean it first. Karen & Tracy there at both Hen Night & Wedding Day.
When London was bombed. No TV (probably good thing) but remember going mental trying to phone all my Inner London friends and, surprise, getting no signal. Abi was freaking too. The relieving texts came through throughout the late morning. Again, didn't cry til I saw the video phone footage of the tube the next day.
Four and a half frigging years. Mad.
Mad.
Feels very weird. Still feels like I'm just going on hollibobs. Exit interview was great - got to get a lot of things of my chest, and Big Boss agreed with me on pretty much everything. There were tears from Boss - very many of them. Bless her. And Karen nearly went when I gave her her roses. Got Shiny Gifts! A necklace & a watch! (lost old watch during hectic conjugal activities)
Just back from leaving do - Mich got utterly hammered (quel surprise) and gobby with it, ho hum. Still - pub, chinese, pub. Good combo. Shall miss those guys. Like I said in my little speech, we've been through a hell of a lot together, and a lot of crazy shit happened in that office.
I was in that office when:
I found out my degree results. Sylv read them to me over the phone when she was at the campus library.
The Twin Towers fell. Watched it on a little TV in the conference room. Fucked Up. I was eating chocolate Jazzies. Bill was in hysterics. Didn't cry until the next day.
When I got my little car.
When England beat Argentina. Again - little TV, conference room. Oop Oop!
When Karen went into labour with Liam.
It all went Pete Tong with Hubs. And then while I was there it got better. And then I was there the days before and after he proposed. And a couple of days before we got married. the guys at work trashed my car, but it was so filthy they had to clean it first. Karen & Tracy there at both Hen Night & Wedding Day.
When London was bombed. No TV (probably good thing) but remember going mental trying to phone all my Inner London friends and, surprise, getting no signal. Abi was freaking too. The relieving texts came through throughout the late morning. Again, didn't cry til I saw the video phone footage of the tube the next day.
Four and a half frigging years. Mad.
Mad.
