Friday, June 25, 2004  

Goodbye Jill

Well, today was Jill Pill's last day.

Of course, it being a Friday in Summer, I'm home instead. So Steve and I had to make a special trip to have a final lunch and a goodbye. Which is more than just bittersweet at this point. Steve had to leave work almost a year ago when cutbacks weren't enough and he got laid off. And now they've force JP out as well. It's a different story with her in that she just couldn't take it anymore.

Steve, Jill and Me as we part ways in a French train station right before the Nazis take control and we are seperated for the duration of the war. Jill would later marry a British pilot downed in the war, while I made my way across the French countryside, working for the resistance and blowing up the occasional ammo train. Steve was captured near Chartres and sold into white slavery where I heard he rather enjoyed himself.

Between the incompetence of others, the fact we are constantly asked to track hours according to some ancient Byzantine moon-cycle formula, having to make up for your own sick/vacation time (I kid you not) and the fact that most editorial decisions are not actually in their hands, I think it's surprising she actually lasted this long. My job is different enough that I don't experence the same stresses, but fuck them. They managed to drive my friends away that that pisses me off.

I hope to keep in touch. But I have some 20-year friends that have a hard time coordinating a picnic. Life is like that, if you aren't forced to live near, or work with, you just don't see people once you have a family or a mortgage.

So today one of my best friends has gone.

Monday is going to suck.

posted by Evil Wayne | 6:42 PM
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