An Ending (Ascent)

          And so it came to pass in the Hundred Acre Wood, but actually my job at the Red Onion this summer, that my last shift fell on a Sunday, thus a grueling dishwashing shift. In a strange twist, my last staff meal was the same as the first day I worked there: spaghetti with olives and a light salad. The shift went quietly enough, the kitchen started to pack it in a bit early, and I was done by half past eleven. Brian sent me a pleasing message about his new appreciation for TF2. All in all, not a bad last night on the job.