Today was my last day in the zoo. After four years of quitting, I finally did it today. Four years of grief, joy, and all sorts of emotions, I was pleased that the last few weeks have made me leave on a high. Two things I didn’t do which I wanted to on my last day though: slide down the slide, and make an announcement over the tannoy (though my announcement of “The General Public Can Suck My Balls” probably wouldn’t of gone down too well). I’ve had so many wierd things happen in the zoo, and today (whilst busy) wasn’t out of the ordinary. I didn’t say “What are you going to do, fire me?” or suffer an injury (you know, like in those police dramas whereby the cop who dies is like 3 days away from retirement), just a normal day.
After work, we went to the Pen where the boss brought me a Labatts, it was nice of her, as I wasn’t expecting anything. Nevertheless, a quick beer after work went down well.
Now, I’m officially unemployed. I’ve been very introspective at the moment, as I don’t know where I’ll be in even a weeks time. As mentioned, I’m heading upto Liverpool tomorrow for the job interview (and other stuff, speak about it in a bit), but after that, I have no idea what’s going on. Truth be told, I’m kinda scared. I have a huge fear that I won’t get a job and end up peniless and in debt. Hopefully, that won’t be the case.
What I do know is that tomorrow is England vs. Wales. Another thing I know is that we’re going to get dicked on.