to just be gone.
Just like that.
I wouldn't even tell anyone when.
Mom, Al, Nich and you.
That would be it.
Wouldn't even tell anyone else.
Creates to many problems.
I would call Chad and tell him I wasn't comin in, that I was done and then call Kenny.
Thats about it.
Come to think of it I might just go home Sunday afternoon.
Fuck this place.
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