My Last Day pt 2
As you know, Friday was my last day at Head Office. I wasn't expecting gifts or the like as I haven't been there that long. I wasn't really even expecting a "Sorry You're Leaving" card, as I doubt they are! I must admit though, I was kind of thinking I may get a "Good Luck In Your New Job" card.
I was all prepared with the response; "Ah! That's really sweet of you. If it's a "Good Luck" card, which I suspect it is, then I'm going to save it for my first day at the restaurant I think! Thanks alot!"
But all day there was no sign of a card, until nearly the half past five when I came back from the bathroom to find a wrapped present and a card on my desk! The present was quite large, rectangular and about the thickness of an old LP (showing my years now!)
"It's just a little something to 'say thanks for your hard work', and good luck for Hampstead" my Team Leader said, in an attack of 'niceness'.
I picked it up and perused the package. It wasn't really little, so she must mean cheap I figured.
"It's a Kylie calendar isn't it?" I guessed
"You spoilsport!! Haha!! How did you know?"
'Because it's a cliched gift for a gay man from straight people with no imagination' I thought, but refrained from verbalising.
"Because you must know I like her!" was the actual response.
And I was right about the card too; it was a 'Good Luck', not a 'Sorry You're Leaving', but very nice of them nonetheless! I was pleasantly surprised. Maybe I'd been underestimating them?
As I left the office, I passed a guy who I chat to every day round in the smoking area outside.
"Bye Tim!" I said
"Cheers John, have a good weekend!" he replied, unaware of my name and possibly even the fact that I was leaving.
So, it would seem, I'd been right.