Get Ups

I feel like a kid with a Christmas count down but in my case its a "get up" count down.

"Get ups" are the number of times I have left to "get up" & go to work.

We started it shortly after it was announced 3 0f us would not be returning to work in the new year:
Pat & I were being put out to pasture (or maybe returned to pasture) and Andrew's work term is over & he is going back to Waterloo.

My "get up" number was in the 20's.

As of Friday the count down was:
Bob 5
Andrew 3
Pat 0 (he left on Thursday)

On Pat's last day we all went out for a last lunch together - we had great time & I was reminded what a fun bunch this has been to be around.

The gang presented me with a bottle of Irish Mist, gift certificates to Time Hortons, Moxie's (a restaurant) and the LCBO.
They also gave me framed drawing of the lab pig with all their signatures around the outside (I'll post a picture of it next week).

Its funny how many of the people I have worked with almost every day for the last 8 years or so felt compelled to include their last names :)


The lab pig lives on the white board near the coffee machine.
He changes almost every day:

• He was crying after the announcement Pat & I were leaving
• He was happy when Dave was hired full time
• He was dressed in winter garb the 1st time it snowed
• He has been Elvis, Einstein & most surprisingly a closet gay pig (for the pride parade)

Right now he is dressed in a Zorro outfit with an evil looking moustache - we're not sure why.