Several times today I've been asked, "Where's [my former coworker]?" His chair's been empty for weeks. I guess they thought he was just on vacation. They all looked baffled when I say, "Uh, he quit?"

It really makes me want know what'll happen here on the day after my last day, man.

It really makes me want know what'll happen here on the day after my last day, man.

Oh, you'll have to leave a blowup doll in your chair. Or a pile of ashes. Or a sign saying "The mothership finally came."

Maybe you should leave a set of clothes on your chair so they think you're the only person around who got raptured.

HOLYMOTHEROFGOD, I'm going to kill someone.

I spent several weeks explaining the logic of the system to the developers a couple years ago.Why? Because I was the only one still around who knew, they needed to replicate the logic in the rewrite. Wrote up test procedures for them, etc based on this logic.

When they rewrote the system, they rewrote the logic. And never told me. I've been operating under a totally different set of rules.

My life just became much more difficult.

I guess the good news is that it took two years before we noticed the discrepancy, right?!

Or a sign saying "The mothership finally came."

Hee. A big red PANIC! button on my keyboard. Or leave iTunes on repeat playing a neener mix: "Leaving on a Jet Plane/Take This Job and Shove It/They're Coming To Take Me Away/Twisting/Fitter Happier/Don't Ask Me."

Oh my god. HA. Someone just submitted a RUSH!!! request. At six o'clock.

It is to snort incredulously.

Damn, too bad you're not out tomorrow, only to find the email on Monday. Wait, holiday (for people not me), Tuesday!

Celebrity sightings-- yesterday: Ted Allen
Today: Kurt Vonnegut (aka, how do I know that confused-looking antique?!)

Who thinks Jesse should buy this:

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It really makes me want know what'll happen here on the day after my last day, man.

I suspect much panicking. And possibly servers igniting and setting the building on fire.