Bastille Day -- Part Deux

So, after pacing around my manager's office for what seemed a lifetime, he finally got off of the phone and I had a chance to sit down with him. For some reason, telling him I was resigning was not nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. I told him that I would be leaving the company to go pursue my MBA and he was ecstatic for me. He seemed a little sad, but I probably was imagining that. It was weird that once I told him, seemingly the news spread like wildfire. Everyone in the company knew within a few minutes.

So, my last day of work is the 21st, but I'll get paid through the 31st. Not a bad deal I guess.

I'm tired, so I guess I'll save more for tomorrow...