Thanks, Spike Lee.

Somebody at the OOD has been watching Do The Right Thing.

It's a blog. Don't take it so seriously - just figuratively.

So...my last day. It was good. It was a tiny bit sad but more than anything it was fun. Since I've been busting my ass for the past two weeks, my last day was pretty smooth sailing. Every thing I did was a last for me at the Office of Doom. Even the last trip to the OOD ladies room was an event. As I stared at myself in the mirror, I thought wow, this is the last time I'll be here. I know it's silly. But I've been there for EIGHT years, people. That's a long time.

The 5 o'clock whistle blew one last time for me at the OOD and my fellow Doomers and I strolled out the door to my farewell party. Everyone was so sweet. Especially Splenda which is a little ironic. She was the sweetest of them all these last two weeks. She even made me her famous dish to eat one last time just for me and she got me a card and a box of chocolates.

We went to the restaurant where Doomers go to end their OOD careers for a party. Even Napoleon showed up which was surprising. He seemed very sincere to say what a good job I've done and that he would miss me. Awe. So sweet. Why do the wait until you are out the door to be nice? It would have been nice of PAB to make a toast but he didn't.

The real surprise was when I opened the goodbye card signed by all the Doomers and the farewell gift. Yes, a gift! Hold onto your pants! PAB splurged on an iPod Shuffle! I couldn't believe it because he's always so darn tight with his money which he fully displayed for everyone when he complained about the $1.25 per Doomer cake plate charge the restaurant would give if we ate the cake they brought. To avoid further awkwardness, Loca chimed in that she would pay for the plate fee since PAB was making such a scene. I said, "No. You will not. The Office of Doom will pay for it. I've given them 8 years and the least they can do is pony up $10 to eat the cake you bought." Because, seriously what the hell am I going to do with an entire cake? (My name was spelled wrong too. Really? 8 years folks, get it right.) PAB didn't dare protest so we had our cake. Everyone shared their funniest memory of me and you know, it was a really sweet send off. Even Violet showed up! It was perfect.

Now, my new adventure begins. I slept in a little late this morning and I think I'll enjoy my Friday which means I'll be cleaning. I hope you all have a fantastic weekend and stay tuned for tales from the all new Home Office of Doom!