There has been an ever-dwindling list of people that keeps me working at my current job. Seems like every few months, someone else leaves or is fired. Right now, the list of people keeping me there is pretty much Work Wife, Cali Girl, and Mistress J. And because one person, one very important person who made every shift I worked with him better, left, I have an absolute feeling of dread every time I go to work. I really don't know how much longer I can stand that place.
Goodbye, Pot Smoking Manager. Thank you for three-plus years of goofy sexist/racist/ageist jokes and obscure musical references. You kept me sane.
5 comments:
Sorry to hear that. Us potsmokers of the world just want a happy place, be it work or home.
Aw dagnabit. I really like him. Sorry to hear he is leaving. Take care.
It sucks that he is leaving. This year we lost so many where I am and it is hard to leave. But with change comes new opportunities to tell people to go f*ck themselves for a giggle. Keep the faith hunny.
Oh, no! You can't lose the one manager who is not always on a roll about something!
You are an icon in that place. People look to you more than you think. If you left now that would really be something and they would miss you a lot more.
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