The Final Countdown

It's Illusion, Michael.

So, today's the last shift. The. Very. Last. One. And I'm already counting down the hours until I'm officially done.

Looks like almost all the other girls have given their notice too, so at this point (and I know this is really gonna suck for the company, but if this isn't a wake up call to start treating your employees better, I don't know what it), there is only going to be ONE GIRL working there in two weeks. So, yeah. Glad I'm getting out when I am.

Today there's a Rangers game and it's a Thursday, so I'm assuming I'll be at work until 11 or so, but there are two girls coming in at 4pm, so I could get outta there earlier. I am planning on going to a bar and having a beer in FiDi after I get cut to celebrate, but I might end up just heading home and crashing. This is my seventh day of work in a row. So. Yeah.