Last day at Met. Before I go in, I drive to Foxboro for a drug test for the new job. To ensure I can produce urine, I do not pee that morning when I wake up.
This makes me very grouchy. Even worse, they keep me waiting and cannot find my documentation, even though I have my email confirmation. Finally I cry put to the nurse, have you ever tried not peeing since ten last night? That moves things along.
The last day is a subdued affair. My friend Beth is on charge of collecting my badge and laptop and moves things along quickly at one. I feel rushed, but perhaps it's for the best.
Get my new iPhone when I return home. This is what I am typing on now. I find it far more convenient than the iPad.