I was now alone in the room, a room that I had spent so very much time in. This room felt like my security blanket and now it was being taken from me .... Checking and rechecking my appearance in the mirror I practiced my walk over and over. I practiced sitting in the chair several times."I must go now "I said to myself grabbing my purse and heading for the hallway. I slowly walked down the corridor to the elevator. The elevator door opened and to my horror had several workmen in it. They all. It took a minute to decide between two almost identical shades and we both sat back grinning at each other. JD stood and held out a hand for me to take. ‘Best get on, I suppose. The pub’s not going to paint itself.’ He pressed a number on his phone and started reading the technical specifications off the swatch to the dealer at the other end as he left the room. I looked around wondering what I would do whilst the others finished. James suddenly sat bolt upright and smacked his palm against his. We laid there like that for what was probably another half-hour, until Tiffany asked, "What happens now?" What do you mean?" I asked."You said that we would be moving with you... Where was it? North Carolina?" Tiffany replied."Mmm Hmm. How is your company going to take it when you turn in your notice?" I asked."At this point, I don't really care how they take it. The standard procedure though is for one of their guards to escort you to your office so you can quickly clean out your desk, then. Doug had praised me as well and put my unofficial wages in my hand as an incentive to agree to continue with the job. Because "I hadn't been there" he was able to give me what he paid his more experienced employees after they had their tax and other deductions taken out. I got more than I would have as a legitimate trainee and he paid no more, as well as avoiding the associated paperwork until I proved my worth and interest.I counted the small pile of notes without being obvious and expressed.