So Long, Wage Slavery!

Today marked my last day at Electromat, and glorious, glorious freedom from Brett. I again resisted the urge to dance about the store as he presented me with my last paycheck. Goodbye, Brett. May an XBox fall on your foot.

All in all, actually, work at Electromat wasn't so bad. And at least I've got about $500 before I head off to Williamson. So I'm not going to have to beg my parents for cash.

Well, much.