I worked the afternoon shift today at the vet clinic. It's usually a very pleasant day, short and quick and I have a good co-worker with me. An hour into the shift she sighs and expresses discontent. I thought nothing of it, the clinic is a hard place to work, we have a staggeringly low moral. In a nutshell, poor management. Twenty minutes past the sigh my co-worker says, 'I'm outta here", and was. It was so quick. Gone.

Will I see her again? I don't know. How do people do that? Part of me is envious, I've been wanting to leave the clinic for sometime now. But to walk out the door mid-shift? That's decisive. I'll miss her. She was as close to perfect as we've ever had. And I feel for her because now she will be the object of the office manager's thoughtless and pointless vindictiveness, if she tries to use the clinic as a reference that is. Just let her be, I say. It simply wasn't a good environment for her. And she knew that and she did something about it. That chick was alright.