Plan F

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

I went into the office today, ostensibly to do some actual work but mainly to see Fazzy. We had laid plans to have ice cream and chips together but Macdonalds was RAMMED with schoolchildren who as we all know are harbingers of disease. 

Plan B. We went to Flamingo Joe's instead. Where they didn't have chips so Plan C - flatbread and ice cream. 

But they took AGES serving us so we ran out of time. So Plan D. Fazzy went back to Macca's and got me a MacFlurry and delivered it to me in my next meeting.

She is a gem. I love her.

And then I started planning my leaving do for November 25th (one week before my end date).

But THEN - Jefe tells me that's Thanksgiving so no not then. 

FINE THEN.

Plan B. Dec 2nd.

Corrie can't make that date.

Plan C. Dec 9th.

Oh, that's the date of the Organisational Improvement Evening. 

Like I care.

Dec 9th?

Oh, that's the date that Jefe might be in Melbourne for his company's Christmas party.

EFFFFFffffff... 

There is no Plan D or E. Plan F is sometime in February 2023 for my leaving do. 

To be honest, it is something of a relief.

S.