Yesterday was my last shift. Thanks to useless T/PS, I have been busy instead of a wind-down for the last couple of weeks, so I have had some last minute things (paperwork) to sort out, and I wanted to actually work with my relief for the last time rather than all be split up so that I could say goodbye to them. Thankfully U-T/PS wasn't there and within half an hour of the shift begininng I blubbed when the lads gave me a leaving card and pressie, which was a relief getting it over and done with as I could feel myself getting emotional as soon as I walked in, then it was business as usual for most of the shift. We went to the relief's favourite takeaway place and then I had to give all of my uniform back, well most of it as every cop loves to collect uniform, anyone would think I can't be trusted as they made me sign for it all! I had a whole car of 'stuff' that I had somehow crammed into 2 lockers and I was done. How I managed to keep my nose clean for my resignation period, I don't know but I did it! Gone.