Last day of work today. Having only been there a handful of weeks it was not terribly emotional (especially since half of that team are being made redundant at the end of the month and some of them have been there for around sixteen years!). Nevertheless, it felt weird to think that I wouldn’t have a job until Christmas at the earliest, or that I was eating my last Pret sandwich for a long while. Actually, right after work, taking money out of the cash machine I suddenly felt guilty for withdrawing again. It’s somewhat depressing to realise that your balance isn’t going to go up anymore and it’s only downhill now. Although I cheered myself up by remembering I still had two week’s pay to come in.
It was also Toby’s last day so we had intended to meet up for lunch. As he was unavoidably detained, I left on my own, marginally irritated. I ended up bumping into this Hindu spiritual guru who said he wanted to chat to me. Having nothing better to do with my time, I agreed. Essentially he just wanted money. However, he did manage to produce Friya’s name on a piece of paper before I’d mentioned her name. Now that was a neat trick I hadn’t seen before…
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