Pluggers to Power: Career back-up plan: Yo-Yo Master ( 4 days until I leave for Canada)

Well, it's official: I'm jobless. A much younger, faster, smarter, cooler kid has replaced me.

He comes into work on a skateboard, and could be easily mistaken for the missing sixth member of One Direction, who probably quit the group because of a nasty incident over a ghd hair straightener between him and Zayn.

I can't compete with that! I'm the older, slower, silly, uncool semi-grown up who once stacked her bike when it wasn't even in motion.

Hell, the only thing I’ve been mistaken for is a pregnant woman in her second trimester (I ate a burrito, OK lady, so back away from the belly!)

But, it's fine; it's completely fine... I did quit my job, so I guess it's to be expected.

Judging by my replacement, my boss Maria must still be bitter about me leaving. So much so, the letter of resignation I e-mailed to her was formally rejected:

Dear Amanda

Your resignation has been formally rejected.

Yours sincerely

Maria

Hmm...

I was 90% certain she was joking, but I took that last 10% of uncertainty, with extreme caution:

Dear Maria.

Was that a typo?

Yours sincerely

Amanda Maguire

Lucky for me she was kidding...Classic Maria.

During my last few days of work, I was treated as if I was an Australian Olympic Athlete who had just won Gold for the Women's Yo-Yo finals. (Look, if you don’t know, I’m a pretty big deal . I have quite the impressive yo-yo-ing skills…)

I received flowers, hugs, kisses, presents and my exit anthem song was Katy Perry’s – Roar.

Our famous staff tea-room feast was set up in my honour, which included fun-sized Cherry Ripes, Jatz biscuits, brie cheese, olives, hummus dip,red rock deli chips and my favourite: Tim Tams! (The perks being of being a professional yo-yo-er, is there's no strict diet)

And they said I would never amount to anything...

Celebrations like this are a regular occurrence at our work place; any reason to eat cake, we will find it!

Birthdays, baby announcements, engagements, Melbourne Cup, a pre-reg pharmacist finishing up his exams; I'm pretty sure once we had a morning tea party because it was Thursday.

It was incredibly lovely and gorgeous of them to give me such thoughtful send-off, and to have such a positive attitude about my Canadian adventure.

Hand on heart, I love my work, I love my co-workers, I love my bosses and I love our customers. Except for the silly ones, who are rude and nasty to my work mates - Mess with my Kinny and it's on! (Ever watched a reunion episode of Real Housewives of New Jersey?)

We have certainly experience a few shit-tastic, torturous days together, when we have all turned into trolls from stress, and just couldn’t stand the sight of each other.

But all was quickly forgiven once we had our little afternoon delight vice, which was either coffee, a super charged gurana energy drink, a ciggy or a protein shake with raw oats. That last one is not a vice - that's just sadness in a cup....Nick!

Now I never got to give any kind of grand speech on my last day, or at my farewell drinks, and I feel it's something I need to do.

So I’m going to share this quote, from Merritt Wever’s, Emmy Award winning speech, after she won Outstanding Supporting Actress, for Nurse Jackie.

"Thank-you so much...umm...I gotta go, bye" - Merritt Wever