Energy

The speeches at the Christmas Party went on for a while. It seemed like M & D had to mention everyone that worked for them - to show they cared. Even W had to say something, starting with 'You probably don't know who I am' and ending with 'you are all doing a wonderful job' without explaining who he was at any point. Well, how does a ruthless Tory see himself? M & D left it up to my favourite manager to talk about me, which she did beautifully, so before it got too emotional I left for the rest of them to party into the night.

But now I have no energy. It is like this time with M & D has been a drugged existence and now the drug is wearing off. I had to keep myself up to speed, on the ball, or whatever you want to call it in order to provide an exceptional service for M & D. They paid me well so I thought they deserved it. Now I'm leaving, I no longer need to keep up that frenetic pace and all the artificial energy I used in keeping up that pace is now departing. I need to rest.