People say that if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. I’ve heard this, just never practiced it. I don’t follow that bs. (Clearly, this blog has been and always shall be all about talking shit.)
So what can I say about a job I left after about 2.5 years?
Nothing. I have nothing to say.
(It’s never too late to change your ways and start following stupid rules. *shrugs*)
Goodbye Badbye old job! You won’t be missed! I walked out of that like it was exploding behind me, a la a John Woo film you’ve definitely seen.
Anyway, here’s some Beck and a reminder that if you call a guy “daddy”, you’ll very much always regret it, as well as a promise of more to come.
