A couple of years ago I wrote something to the effect of I hope for my former coworkers sake the light at the end of the tunnel isn’t an oncoming train or a hyper kid with glow sticks.

Yesterday I got hit by the train – figuratively at least. My job is moving to Cincinnati and I’m not being asked to move. My last day will be March 28.

I hated my job but really like my coworkers. I feel bad for the other 4 that got similar news, they rely on the job for their insurance. I don’t.