Someone from my ex-job called me today. She asked if I could come in to sign some final paperwork. Anyone that knows me well, knows that in the next five seconds quite a few options as to a response went through my head, and that not once did I consider actually meeting that request. Finally, I told her to have them sent to my house and I’ll have someone look at them, and then I hung up on her. I won’t, but I want them to waste the stamp. It wasn’t the most professional thing to do, I know, but at this point, there’s no way I’m getting a reference out of them, anyway. And gods, It felt good.