Not long left in KC. I put my two weeks notice in next Friday. Almost all of my non-essentials are packed.
The older guy, Mike, that I work with had his third heart attack in a little over a year two weeks ago. That's my only mild regret at the moment, me leaving is going to put him and my other colleague Brent under a lot of stress. I hope it doesn't kill Mike. (Not that me leaving would be the only reason he has a bad heart, he eats terribly and has been smoking his whole life, including after his first two heart attacks.)
Get the double-entendre of post title?
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