There is one thing I will miss when I leave my job... and that is Toasted Sandwich Friday. Yes, every Friday morning we send one of the girls to a cafe round the corner, and we all get toasted sandwiches. For a long time I had turkey, cheese, and cranberry sauce. Today it's ham, cheese, and tomato. A lot of people here get bacon, egg, cheese, and barbeque sauce - I've had that one before, it's soooooo good but soooooo fatty!!! The Friday sandwiches are an age-old tradition in this office, and I will miss it.
Besides my colleagues (and, dare I say, friends), there is very little else here to miss. I will not miss the druggies hanging out near the needle exchange next door. I will not miss the petty politics and gossip. I will not miss the ever-demanding customers. I will not miss the window-less office, or the ominous cracks in the wall next to my desk. I will certainly not miss doing three jobs all at the same time.
It is strange to think that in just three weeks time I will be free. I have no job lined up yet, and I will have finished my bartending course a couple of days beforehand. Previously, I have only left jobs to do something else - travel, or another job. This time, I'm leaving just because I've had a gut-full of this place. I feel oddly liberated. I like it.