the mellow tigger's musings

So I no longer have a job. I am no longer something, something defined by a career. How strange. Can I be a bum? A bum might be cool.



On the morning of my last day, before the break of dawn, I was surprised by an outstanding modification done to the golf cart my section uses to get around the grounds at work. It was decked out to look like a giant My Little Pony pegasus, specifically Rainbow Dash. Plus two tin-can chains dragging on the ground behind it, just in case anyone didn't notice a giant rainbow pony driving by. Despite the modifications, the cart did not go faster.

At break there was Oreo cookie cake, payback for all the cakes and desserts I've put out for people to eat on Fridays. I got my revenge: I'd also brought a dessert for this last day, a box of 48 hand-picked very fancy gourmet chocolates made by a local chocolate shop.



Otherwise, my last day at work was mostly normal, a day-long race to try and get everything fed, cleaned up after and medicated. People suggested I could "take it easy", go visit other areas at work. Well, no time, and anyway, no one has any animals I want to casually visit. I spent what time I could spare picking up the bits and pieces I'd squirreled away hither and yon. Like a big pile of CD's I'd spin in my main working area. People appreciated all the boom boxes I'd left everywhere, so those stayed, I don't need them at home, but I took home my calendars, coffee mugs, instant coffee and such the like. Many people stopped me to wish me a happy "retirement" and a handshake. And then the day was over.



There was a going away party, with cake, pies, potato chips, and more cake. A lot of food, the pastries were baked and decorated, in a My Little Pony theme, by my coworkers. Another gave me a tote bag made from dozens of heavy-duty bags the horse feed/treats/minerals come in, horses on one side of the tote bag, good will wishes printed out using cut out letters, like a ransom note, on the other side. Many of the letters were modified to make other letters, like two 'Y's became an 'X', seamlessly, like quilted Photoshop typography. Impressive.

There were pictures, chatting, compliments and a lot of people. So much cake. So very many people. I found some containers and took a good chunk of the food home. Most is now in the freezer as it is going to take ages to eat it all. Everyone is keen for me to come back to visit often.