The Last Week (take two)

I quit my job. I thought when I quit my job I was articulate enough to establish that I was going to finish out what I was scheduled to work, then I was done. Apparently, I was wrong.

My boss, a person in which I have enjoyed working with until recently, seems to have taken the stand that I am going to work another week.

Whatever.

So, along that vein, next week will be my last week.

Joy.