Tears bedim my eyes, dear readers as I prepare you for the last of your dispatches from the Summer Assistant. Our still new-seeming member of staff is to be cut loose at the end of this week and released into the harsh world of applications, interviews and career ladders.
The Summer Assistant post is, of course, dependant on there being summery weather and therefore, after nearly a week of wind, cold and rain, the position is now closed. He shall gather up his belongings, hand back his locker key and our boss shall ceremoniously boot him out of the door with a P45 clutched to his chest.
"But wait!" I hear you cry, "he never got to say goodbye!" Do not fear. Although he has a scheduled day off tomorrow, archiver 2 prepared a farewell post before leaving today which shall appear tomorrow morning. Tears flowed onto his keyboard as he typed and gut-wrenching sobs rang throughout the search room. It was kind of embarrassing.
Don't feel sorry for him though, we've all clubbed together to buy him a life size cut out of his favourite celebrity antiques expert: