Today’s my last day at the job I’ve been in for the past year and four months. I’m about two parts sad, one part excited and one part panic face. In honour of my imminent departure, here is a list of five things I’m going to miss about my company. And, just to keep the equilibrium, also a list of five things I will not miss at all.
things I will miss
- The two funniest, loveliest, meanest, cleverest, annoyingest, coolest boys in London.
- Walking out of Piccadilly Circus tube station every morning, looking up and blinking in awe at whatever amazing stroke of good fortune landed me a job in such a place.
- The best sushi in London (in my humble, probably misguided and definitely biased opinion): Kulu Kulu.
- The intensely hilarious and rampant (but good-natured) cultural insensitivity in the marketing department, which is only allowed to survive because we are oh-so-multicultural and equally insensitive about ourselves as about each other.
- Our marketing director’s strange, mildly creepy, unnatural and hysterical relationship with the kangaroo hand puppet I brought back from Australia last year.
- (Okay, six things.) Adore Patisserie, the little French place around the corner that makes the most brilliant cup of coffee for £1.50, and the three super friendly and multilingual guys who run it.
- Did I mention the boys? Well, I’m mentioning them again.
things I will not miss
- The dodginess of our weird Flavia coffee machine.
- *Facepalming* due to unavoidable interaction with some of the cretins Daily Mail readers oxygen thieves people from ad sales.
- The seriously unkind lighting in the ladies’ room.
- The strangely frequent and often noisy roadworks that always seem to be directly outside our building. What are they building out there?!
- The weird alarm test thing in our office that goes off like a heart attack at random points during the day, making everyone jump and taking approximately ten years off each of our lives with every five-second ear-bleeding beep.
