Nice Knowing Ya! 2.15.2007 | 0 Comment(s)

Today, at 4:30, my boss walked over to my desk and asked if he could talk to me. I was a little surprised because he hasn't said more than 3 words to me, or even looked my way, since I gave my notice last Wednesday. I followed him into the corner conference room, took a seat and waited for it.

"Go ahead and take the rest of your vacation," he said very politely.

I mentally kicked myself for not seeing this coming. The signs were all there, poorly hidden behind closed doors and hushed phone calls. So, that's how it goes. It's done and I'm gone. I wish he would have told me all this before lunch so I could've taken a half day.

I said what goodbyes I could, most people had already left for the day. By pure chance, the IT guy who I've had a small crush on since we met 2 and a half years ago was at the office this afternoon. I asked him if he wanted to share the elevator, he did, so down we went to my parking level for a quick chat in the frozen garage. I kept hoping this event, my leaving, would somehow make him realize that he was going to lose something great and he'd hand his heart to me, but he kept all that wonderful sentiment to himself. Just a kiss on the cheek would've been nice, but my pleading eyes were ignored.

I have 8 days off and I don't know what to do with myself. In a weird way, I feel unemployed. I'm very much an "I like to be at work because they can't get along without me" person and I live & die by the internal schdule I set up for myself every week. Having this unexpected time off is a bit unsettling for me and plays havoc with the aforementioned schedule...my week long non-existent schedule. I guess I should spend this time with my wonderful puppy, catching up on some reading and snapping some photos. It looks like it is going to warm up next week and I have a place in mind to snap a photo or two.

So, this has definitely been the most...businesslike...way I've left a job. At my other jobs they work me until my last day and can barely get their claws out of me when it's time to go. This place practically packed for me. In a strange way it felt kind of insulting, I guess nobody is indispensable, even me. Anyway, I'm happy to be gone and for the time off, but I'm looking forward to starting the new job...if for no other reason than to ensure I keep getting a steady pay check!