Wednesday, March 15, 2006

The second countdown begins...

When my internal alarm (the kind that usually wakes me up when money's been entered into my account) woke me up this morning at a few minutes after midnight, I found that Jim had slipped a little letter under my door dated yesterday.

Dear Mr Field

Due to my recent ill health, I have now decided to retire; therefore I am giving you one month's notice to leave the property, as of today.

Yours Faithfully
J. Dowling

To be continued.

1 comment:

The Archivist said...

Fuck.

And again, fuck.

You've been there, what, three quarters of a year now? Sorry to hear that you're being asked to leave... and I hope that you are able to find a new place to live without too much hassle.