kicking a dead horse

by mg at 04:10 PM on June 12, 2001

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Remember how I said my bosses wanted me to at least finish the week off?

Well, I came in this morning, and they wanted me out of there as soon as possible.

When we talked last night, they were practically twisting my arm to make me stay, not only the week, but indefinitely. I wanted to leave there then and never come back, but I agreed, because like I said before, I am a huge dumb ass. But, something most have happened after I left last night, because the "dynamic duo" were not sweating me so hard this morning.

In fact, after I came in this morning, presented what I had been working the last couple days, they wanted me gone. I went in to talk with the CEO and not only did he want me gone, but he had written my resignation letter for me. That is some serious shit.

I am not going to get into the whole thing again. But according to them, it was all my fault, despite the fact that everyone else who worked there was happy to see me go. And not in that "I'm glad that bastard is gone" kind of way, but in that "I'm glad that lucky bastard escaped."

I walked in at 10:00, presented my material and was out of there by 11:30. That is exactly how long the workday should be. If every day were like that, I never would have quit.

I spent the next four hours walking around New York City, and it is absolutely the most beautiful day out. Sunny, gorgeous, and there just seemed to be rainbows everywhere. This is one of the first nice days of the year, and New York has a lot of beautiful people, and those beautiful people don't like to wear a lot of clothes when it is this kind of day. I saw more skin today then I have in months.

I'm telling you, this day will rank as one of the best days in the history of mankind.

After walking around, I went home, stopped at the grocery store and picked up a tub of ice cream and some beer. I finished off half the ice cream, and as soon as the beer is cold, I'm going to crack one of them open, and then the other, and just keep going until I forget the Zionist movement ever existed.

Man, I am just so gloriously happy.