Uhh, so much for getting a few extra days to let me move. The dude wants me there the 10th... not even two weeks notice to get down there. He's mad at human resources; I'm irked because they weren't going to let me have enough time to fix my car, get packed, get shit taken care of... BLAH! So we "comprimised", and I'm moving TUESDAY! :( Excited to work, not excited about the time crunch.
So if you want to see me before I leave, you have 6 days. Then you'll have to visit me!
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