All's well that ends well
An excellent last day at the agency. Arrived late, attended a meeting and then simply went to the pub for lunch with the FB and the Gnome and other creative chums. The FB bought me a nice plate of sausages and mash and we drank some boozes. Then back to the agency where I had a last minute meeting, and had a few chats - and read a few friendly emails.
Then a trolley of drinks was brought in to the creative department and some of the agency drifted up. Barney made a really flattering speech and I said a few things, chiefly about the pride I felt in the agency and the people who worked there. Felt very touched. I was given a card with a picture of Frank Bough on it, which was fun, and they'd had a collection and there is enough money for a proper walker's anorak. I feel I have ended well, and with great affection and was tremedously pleased I didn't blub like a big girl.
Then all down to the works bar to socialise with lots of chums. These included Max the Mentor, and Olga who were also leaving and we had a joint party. There are many people I have really enjoyed working with at the agency and I am going to miss them.
Katie came too. It is the law that at agency leaving dos you must get drunk, and in such matters I am not one to mess with tradition. Ended up in a curry house with Max and Katie and the FB among others. By this point, however, I really was quite refreshed. Finally I heard the call of the seagull and, after what Kate said was kissy action with Max, I stood up, informing Katie that she could pay for me, and headed off into the night. I arrived some time after one o'clock clutching my belongings and longing for bed.
An excellent and enjoyable day.
An excellent last day at the agency. Arrived late, attended a meeting and then simply went to the pub for lunch with the FB and the Gnome and other creative chums. The FB bought me a nice plate of sausages and mash and we drank some boozes. Then back to the agency where I had a last minute meeting, and had a few chats - and read a few friendly emails.
Then a trolley of drinks was brought in to the creative department and some of the agency drifted up. Barney made a really flattering speech and I said a few things, chiefly about the pride I felt in the agency and the people who worked there. Felt very touched. I was given a card with a picture of Frank Bough on it, which was fun, and they'd had a collection and there is enough money for a proper walker's anorak. I feel I have ended well, and with great affection and was tremedously pleased I didn't blub like a big girl.
Then all down to the works bar to socialise with lots of chums. These included Max the Mentor, and Olga who were also leaving and we had a joint party. There are many people I have really enjoyed working with at the agency and I am going to miss them.
Katie came too. It is the law that at agency leaving dos you must get drunk, and in such matters I am not one to mess with tradition. Ended up in a curry house with Max and Katie and the FB among others. By this point, however, I really was quite refreshed. Finally I heard the call of the seagull and, after what Kate said was kissy action with Max, I stood up, informing Katie that she could pay for me, and headed off into the night. I arrived some time after one o'clock clutching my belongings and longing for bed.
An excellent and enjoyable day.
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