If you don't like your job, you don't strike. You just go in every day and do it really half-assed.

Normally, this would be an entry about the zombie velociraptor apocalypse. But tonight, the apocalypse has been canceled! Because I just got formally offered a new job I've been interviewing for, so I have to go make merry and try to figure out how I'm going to hand in my letter of resignation without any of my current coworkers trying to knife me in the face, since we have a meeting coming up in just over a month that I will be heartlessly bailing on.

( Quiet hyperventilating below the cut )

So, yeah. Woo! Woo? Woo.