it was my last day of work today.
i gave 'notice' about 8 weeks ago.
plenty of warning.
i wish it could have worked out, but i won't live long enough to see them right the ship's course.
besides, there are issues.
mostly though, we were treated like, as one astute colleague claimed, 'the red haired step child'.
now, i'm not saying i completely understand what that means, but i think it has something to do with not being of momma's loins or pappy's seed, and therefore not really desired.
in any case, it doesn't sound good.
well, i'd like to say that we were simply at the bottom of an iced over sh*t hill, and when it came down, it came down fast, hard and plenty.