but you remember fist can be a verb

Things I have been fantasizing about doing my last day of work:

1) Screaming, "Fuck you, boss-boss" at the top of my lungs as I leave.

2) Playing highly innappropriate music over the overhead.

3) Telling off an annoying customer or an annoying REGULAR customer.

4) Making someone with a lot of porn who does not donate a dollar to the library donate it anyway and label it perv tax.

5) Loudly announce to a customer, "I WILL NOT MAKE OUT WITH YOU."

6) Posting this comic as many places as possible, so people will know why my handle on the walkie talkies is "Skitters." So many places that they will find hidden copies of it for months to come.

7) Writing a letter to boss-boss and/or corporate that basically says I'm quitting because she sucks at managing people, and is fuckin' driving everyone decent away from the place.

8) making mix-cd's for all the coworkers I like, not really doing much for the coworkers I don't like or hate, and making a mix-cd for boss-boss where every single track is "I Hope You Die" by the Bloodhound Gang. I had thought of something subtle where the first letter of every track spells "fuck you" or something, but I would rather her know just how much I hope she dies/gets raped in prison by bowling ball bag bob.

9) Taking a big crap on boss-boss's desk. And I have colitis, so it would be a work of art.

......now all's I gotta do is find another job.

Okay, okay, the only ones I'd actually do are probably: 2, 6, 8.