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That's Joanne wrapped in my arms. She's one of 'my place' beautiful staff and she is the funny one. She is prone to accidents. When she was younger, she had fallen many times hitting her head which have in a way caused her cognitive and various faculties to now sometimes fail her. And then there was this coconut incident from her childhood days. But that's another story.

I remember when she first started work. I walked in at happy hours and there she was, standing at the door with a loud t-shirt which had this print - "I AM A VIRGIN" stretched across her chest (I was very tempted to type 'breast' or 'tits' but I'm no sexist) for better visuals. I stopped dead in my track and asked her if she really was. There was an innocent but suggestive smile on her face and she told me to read the smaller prints instead. And it read, "This is a really old t-shirt".

I like Joanne. She's a fun person to be with. She also has an amazing good voice. She sings and plays the guitar too and we have on a few occasions sang some good duets.

She's leaving 'my place'. Last night was her last day at work. And with that, my chance of ever getting into her pants.

I will miss her.

Jim the barman left too. I wasn't aware of him leaving but that's like him. He doesn't tell. I got a message instead on my mobile. I miss the man too.

To Joanne and Jim, I say good luck to whatever you are pursuing. And for the times you were there at the bar serving me beer and various other poison and in the process have in a way contributed to inflict further damage to my liver, I say 'Thank You!' from the bottom of my brown arse.