Maybe Monday

When I was at work on Friday, I heard that the Ass clown was talking about me on Thursday. He was trying to figure out if the 8th could be my last day instead of the 15th. He told someone that he would talk to me first thing in the morning about that. I waited all day and he never talked to me. Maybe Monday will be my last day.

1, 2 or 3 more days until I'm unemployed. My last day will be on Monday, Wednesday or maybe Friday next week...

Ass clown

4 more days until I am unemployed. I wish I was a bit more excited. The idea of going to work tomorrow has filled me with dread.

After reading one of EE's posts on Backboards and Bandaids, I now have a new nickname for my boss: Ass clown.