My work just threw me a going away "rave" complete with funky colored fake hair things for everyone, crystal tattoos, and a white castle crave case. Here's me and my boss at said "rave":

Hehe. it was awesome, I'm really going to miss some of the people I work with because they do kooky things like this.

Explanation for why it was a "rave": When I first started the president at our company was convinced that since I was so shy and quiet I was really hiding my secret life as a raver. Once he asked me how you go about finding where the raves were. I replied that you go up to the counter at a store and give them an egg (I swear I saw this on Growing Pains or some 80s show when I was a kid) and then they let you in. So, yesterday and today everyone kept coming up to me with hardboiled eggs with directions to our conference room on them and the time of the party. It was priceless.

A couple of the agents gave me going away presents. One gave me a memoir of a woman who took off to Europe and another gave me a surviving Europe on the cheap guide and a journal. :)

Despite the fact that I complain a lot, I will miss it here.