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"I miss you. So much."
Aug. 3rd, 2006 07:27 amHave I mentioned how much I hate when people leave?
Not everyone. There are many I don't bother even getting to know at all. But D is special. I will miss him so much. He's been here 3 years, and is retiring tomorrow. I'm rather pissed that I just found this out this morning. I found out the usual way - he asked me about his PTO pay on his final check. Gah!
Just to give you a glimpse of what kind of character he is, because it's my journal and I can - this morning, I drove into the parking lot and was greeted with "danger!" tape all over the parking lot. A construction worker came in to our office and explained they were moving crap off the roof and such and it would only block our parking lot for a couple hours. D and I were the only ones here. So, people start showing up at the office, and everyone's scratching their head and going "WTF? Police tape?" and D, totally straight-faced, tells them, "Yeah, there was a fatal accident here last night." And people go "WTF? In the parking lot?" and he says "Yep, the cop just came in and told us..." blah blah blah. Heeeee! He's such a hoot.
Man, I'm gonna be the first one here every day now. D is usually the only one who beats me. He usually has the coffee made already, he teases me about how late I stayed up, he plays his music loud until some boss-type person shows up. *sigh* I'm sure I'll get along fine with whoever replaces him, but they won't be D.
ETA 10/2/08: Just got the sad news that D died of lung cancer about a month ago. He used to email me once in a while, mostly sending forwards with cats in them that reminded him of me, and I knew he'd been sick but he'd told me he beat the cancer. :( Saaad.
Not everyone. There are many I don't bother even getting to know at all. But D is special. I will miss him so much. He's been here 3 years, and is retiring tomorrow. I'm rather pissed that I just found this out this morning. I found out the usual way - he asked me about his PTO pay on his final check. Gah!
Just to give you a glimpse of what kind of character he is, because it's my journal and I can - this morning, I drove into the parking lot and was greeted with "danger!" tape all over the parking lot. A construction worker came in to our office and explained they were moving crap off the roof and such and it would only block our parking lot for a couple hours. D and I were the only ones here. So, people start showing up at the office, and everyone's scratching their head and going "WTF? Police tape?" and D, totally straight-faced, tells them, "Yeah, there was a fatal accident here last night." And people go "WTF? In the parking lot?" and he says "Yep, the cop just came in and told us..." blah blah blah. Heeeee! He's such a hoot.
Man, I'm gonna be the first one here every day now. D is usually the only one who beats me. He usually has the coffee made already, he teases me about how late I stayed up, he plays his music loud until some boss-type person shows up. *sigh* I'm sure I'll get along fine with whoever replaces him, but they won't be D.
ETA 10/2/08: Just got the sad news that D died of lung cancer about a month ago. He used to email me once in a while, mostly sending forwards with cats in them that reminded him of me, and I knew he'd been sick but he'd told me he beat the cancer. :( Saaad.
