Last day. My efforts have revolved solely around transferring as much crap in my head about keeping this place running to the people who still have to work here.
Been a slow day. Prepped a pool for the weekend, cleaned up the e-mail and took my name off the signture, said some goodbyes and am currently waiting for a few to let my manager in on the details of the place.
I can then lay this place to rest. Bury it. I let it get to me a little, I liked this place, it was home for awhile. A weird mirror lined glass box of a home, but I hung my hat here long enough to wish it the best in the hands of corporate greedy gusses. As much as I hated babysitting the place I suppose I managed to weave it in to the shell I wore here.
The picure above is my mark for the gym, a reminder if you will. Those are a pair of my shoes left in a part of the building for the next guy to find.
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