So Long, Farewel:

Emotional; I think would be the best way to describe the day. Leaving work was like leaving a family; flaws and all. I love the people there. I especially love Les and Donna, the Boss Ladies. My going away presents for them were the two teddies at the right. I wrote them each a note and gave them the pic of me in my London gear. They of course loved them.

Which made me happy.

The day progressed. I was going to leave early. I hugged both of them, shook hands with the guys, and gave Victor, my partner, a high five: this made me sad. Wanting to cry I saddled up Doris and headed out East; leaving behind me a trail of tears and broken hearts (I am exaggerating, now.). I will miss working for them and with them . . . even though the job utterly sucked, but like Irvin said "you make it fun and you can do anything."

Then I went to Semolino's. Whence entered mild fear because I now have a job at said coffeeshop. So I'm a bit nervouse about screwing up and not knowing what the deuce I am doing. Fortunately, Kukkabah Koffeehouse for the First Baptist Church of Hays so I know a thing or two about making coffee . . . I just hope I remember. And that that old disgust with it doesn't return!

But now I'm excited even though I have to work at 8 am tomorrow: training.

Luv,
Clay