Put in my 2 weeks today after 2+ years. Moving on to 40 hour work-weeks, no more weekends, no more washing cars, no more getting bitched at by all the dirtbags and yuppies renting my cars. I would like to thank ERAC for all of the times I narrowly avoided getting a DUI after branch/area happy hours, the last group Xmas party when I knocked down about 15 free beers and a gram of coke and f*cked a random MT from another part of the state, all the times I stuck full boat on a foreign customer's contract because he/she had no idea what I was telling them or what they were paying, and all the "marketing" hours I spent driving around in a Yukon or a Maxima running errands and napping. I will honestly miss some of the good people still stuck with the Big Green Living the Dream, but I won't miss pulling half eaten fastfood out from under the third row seat of the Durango I'm trying to force on the guy from the big corporate account who wanted a Suburban. peace in da middle east, im out...