I left the Wednesday sailing group without saying goodbye

We went out on Wednesday evenings from Marina Vallarta in a boat that leaked in one corner, with a skipper who sang the same two songs. I stopped going when my work changed and never said goodbye. I walked past the dock this week. The boat was still there, the corner still leaking, a new person bailing it. Tell the skipper his songs are still in my head. Tell the new person to use a bigger cup. I would like a seat on the left.