Title courtesy of Mr Gallagher ;)
So I did it. I went back into work this morning and told my brand new line manager I wanted to leave. His face was an absolute picture, and one I'd rather forget. Turns out I had to do a week's notice but when he told me this I think my face must have been a picture. Honestly, I was *so* close to crying, which was something I really did not want to do in front of anyone else. I managed to persuade him to let me leave there and then. So my week's notice goes unpaid obviously because I'm not actually working (duh). And it also turns out I've already been paid for it so now I owe them a cheque. Humbugs.
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