Moving to Halifax...

I'm going to be taking a severance package after 24.5 years at my cushy clerical job. I, personally am excited and looking forward to the future. I've been tossing around options, one of which is to take a full-time contract with my part-time employer in Halifax.

The Fag is dead set against this. Here is our typical conversation these days:

Me: Hello
Fag: You're NOT moving to Halifax.
Me: How's your day going?
Fag: I don't know who you think you are bitch but you are NOT GOING TO HALIFAX. It's a very bad idea. What about me?
Me: Well, nothing's decided yet.
Fag: Bitch
Me: You could come with me.
Fag: eeeewwwwww who the ffffuck are YOU talking about? I've been to Halifax. It's ffffffucking cold in Halifax.
Me: They have a very large gay community.
Fag: So?
Me: So you might enjoy that.
Fag: Not fucking likely sister.
Me: ok, well fuck you, I'll do what I want.
Fag: Fuck you too.
Me: Whatever.
Fag: Oh really? Whatever? Well, how you going to get your HAIR DID? Hmmmmmmm? Bitch.
Me: I guess you're going to have to fly to Halifax every 6 weeks.
Fag: Seriously? No fucking way. Not gonna happen.
Me: We'll see about that.
Fag: Seriously.
Me: Seriously.
Fag: Bitch
Me: Yeah bitch.
Fag: So anyway, did I tell you what that stupid bitch *insert stupid bitchs' name here* did NOW?
Me: No. Tell me!

It's so hard to decide, but once my mind is made up, it's made and once again, nothing's gonna stop me now!