That's all folks!
After I finished my breakfast, Sarah decided that I wasn't fit for driving and drove me to Burbank, for my last day at the Mouse House. Once there, I was reunited with my cell phone. On that phone, I had a text from one of the owner of "Timmy Nolan's": "Hi Cyril, we have your backpack. It is in the office. Come anytime to get it". So Sarah drove to Timmy's and picked up my bag while I was at the office, preparing for my exit interview. Then Sarah went to Sardos and retrieved my wallet. Most of my belongings were found. I was just short of one article, Mister P: one of my team members was MIA and hadn't shown up at the office. I knew he was alive as he had sent me text me at some point but no one knew where he had been since! Finally, (way) later that morning, a grey Mr. P. showed up and admitted that he knew things were not going to be that simple (and could turn ugly) when the bouncer at Sardo's gave me a hug at the door! The rest of his night (and some other team members) involved some long conversations with the big white telephone located in the small room that locks... Yup, I definitely think I went out with a bang! PS: To all of you who attended that night, thank you for a cracking hangover!




