Well after that last email, you must be wondering about how my job went.
Reluctantly, I will admit that it was overall, good. It did freak me out a bit that everyone- I mean everyone- greeted me with a zeal of cult members on a conversion mission. They didn't serve me popcorn and Kool-Aid, but there was a nice lunch and I had Walnut Shrimp and my very last can of Coke*.
So not to dismiss any of my previous worries- did you see that Becks is out 6 months with an Achilles tendon rupture?- but I will own up to being a bit melodramatic.
But you still seem to love me.
*Another entry
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