The Last Hurrah

With my last day growing ever-closer, I find my mind turning time and again to what I'll do by way of a send off. While I'm going to skip any crass stuff, like bitching out a lame customer or bitch-slapping the next aggressively friendly forty-something guy trying to hit on me, I do feel the need to commemorate my last night somehow.

Primarily, my mind is turning to the jukebox. From time to time, there have been songs which I've wanted to play, but I've restrained myself, wanting to keep things appropriate, etc. But, once it's my last night, what've I got to lose? Thus, I'm planning to set aside $10 or so for late in my last shift to monopolize the jukebox. I'm still fleshing out what'll be on my playlist, but a few that I think I need to play are the following:
Telegraph Road by Dire Straits (a solid 14 min. long, which is awesome and obnoxiously epic)
Screw You by Elton John
Katmandu by Bob Seger
Something incredibly steel-guitar, hard core country sounding
That one song by the Pogues about the worms eating the decomposing body
Free and Easy by Dierks Bentley
A Lot of Leaving Left to Do by Dierks Bentley
One of the lyrically strange ones by The Church
Bubba Shot the Jukebox by Mark Chestnutt
(maybe) You're so Vain by Carly Simon

In general, an overall "adios" theme with overtones of "so long, suckers!" A silly gesture, perhaps, but I'll find satisfaction in it and I think it'll be worth a few bucks.