I imagine my last day at work may not be a full shift
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And having arrived home early I will go into the garage and grab the largest hammer I can find. Then I will smash seven shades of manure out of my calculator. I'll probably burn my ppe too. I'll go to bed early and sleep the sweetest night I've ever had.
When I wake at about 11am the next morning I'll go down stairs and break open a bottle of champagne. I'll watch Star Wars and also pop out to the local supermarket, where I will grab the largest trolley in sight and promptly stand in the entranceway for an incredibly long time whilst I survey the shop in front of me. I'll make sure I walk down the middle of every aisle and buy nothing. Except the biggest tub of ice cream I can find. I'll drop the first one and watch it split open before I reach for another.
Then I'll go into the supermarket cafe and tell them I'm a pensioner and get 10% of my cup of tea. I'll spend about 5 minutes looking for my debit card, discount card and points card. Then I'll pay for my £1.40 cup of tea.
When I've finished my cuppa I'll amble out of the supermarket and back home. My ice cream will be liquid by this time, so I'll drink it.
I'll make sure I ring all my friends, which will take at least 2 minutes and tell them I've retired and would they like to join the lawn green bowling club with me. A gentleman's sport.
I can't wait
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