Missed Cheers for Missed Person

Today was the last day for one of my coworkers. I mourn the loss of such an adroit generator of gaffs and faux paus but I suppose even the most ersatz muse must eventually die or leave Never-Never Land. We purchased the 34 pizzas for the seven of us and after we began lapsing into the pizza coma we started telling stories as was tradition. Having had six going away parties some Pavlovian response to pizza and departure made every start telling stories about me. Periodically the tales would drift back to the real departing person but would inevitably lead back to my exploits, nay, legends. I had to leave early to see The Watchmen and someone besides the departing person said “We’ll miss you”. I feel loved.