Monday, July 10
Did The Deed
Shaking like a leaf (not because I have any fear of regret, but because my boss is about as approachable as a wet maguai) I submitted my resignation this morning. Looking at the letter, my boss said "oh no". Notice the lack of italics or bold. I didn't even get to finish my prepared "I've put a lot of thought into this and ..." statement before she Meryl Streep'd the letter to the floor and asked "where are you going?".
I told her I was going to Starbucks.
Asked if she wanted anything while I was there, didn't wait for an answer, and proceeded to have the most satisfying triple mocha latte the world has ever known.
Happy birthday to my peeps, Mrs. Hawke and Mr. Mopper (no relation).