"ya'll are gonna love this"

i put in my notice at cynnnn. i know i know. you guys arent going to know WHAT to do on tuesdays and wednesdays anymore. forbes you have my number if you are feeling sad just give a call.
i cant even think of anything clever to write. the job got bad. slow during the winter. a string of completely intolerable patrons who all felt compelled to stay for hours and hours. the basement, thick rat air.
perhaps when the weather gets warmer we can have a little reunion.