My favorite day of work was the day I retired.
A few hugs.
A few kisses.
Put my personal stuff in the clichéd cardboard box.
Thank you, fuck you, bye bye, folks.
Went straight to my favorite restaurant.
Never looked back once...and I actually liked my work most of the time.
I was fifty-five years old and never had to live by a schedule again.
Got up when I'd slept enough.
Ate when I was hungry.
Retired for the night when I was tired.
I've been retired nearly twenty years, and except for being physically old, it's the best part of life.
Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. Samuel Johnson, 1775
Religion....is the opiate of the people. Karl Marx, 1848
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose. Kris Kristofferson, 1969
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