Last Friday Night

Dear Zach,

So since I submitted my resignation on last Thursday, my manager decided to waive the serving of one month notice and let me go on Friday. It was a rather awkward situation whereby she was so speechless of my course of action happened in the middle of impromptu meeting as everyone was watching us, she had nothing to say nor ask about my reason of leaving as if it wasn't obvious enough for me to leave. It was an excruciatingly awkward for the whole afternoon in the office, simply because of what had just happened. And I felt a tingling of hatred towards me from my stupid ex-coworkers. Since last Friday was my last day of work, as so happened there was an interview landed on that morning itself, I took a half day leave and went to work in the afternoon. After 2 hours of doing nothing in the office, my manager decided to release me before 6 pm. I was more than happy to leave. I did not bid goodbye to anyone in the office. I loathe them. 

At night, I met up with one of my sex buddy for a long-overdue sex. He almost tear my ass off apart. And it was incredible.