It seems pretty fitting that at the same time our country is CHANGING, I am also CHANGING. Well, I'm changing my JOB, anyway. Tonight is the Celebration of Me, per my co-workers, and even though I am exhausted by the excitement that defined last night, I am still going to rally to give myself a proper send-off.
But this is a bittersweet evening; i.e. super EXCITED for the new jobby, but sad to leave the cool peeps I've grown to love.
Which worries me.
The last time I was TRULY sad to leave a job, the night ended with me crying in a napkin and giving 200-lb men piggy back rides. To be fair, I am 100% more sophisticated and classy now then I was oh... 6 years ago or so. But you know, one never knows how these evenings will go.
Especially when you walk through certain parts of the office and you can just SEE people thinking about the shots they are going to try and force you to drink tonight.
At any rate, bring on the alcohol-absorbing carbs, and let's get down to business.