I am moments away from putting in my notice. That phrase doesn't actually mean anything, does it? Well, tell that to the flock of butterflies in my stomach. It'll go a little something like this,
"I have made the decision to move. I want my last day to be August 8th. Until that day, you can expect my productivity to drop off sharply because I will merely be phoning it in."
I'll leave that last bit out, I suppose.
Here goes!
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