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Last Day at Ye Olde Job
Dec. 18th, 2005 01:24 amSooo, yesterday was my last day at the magazine store. I've worked there for seven years (starting out part-time in college, eventually becoming the manager). I gave my notice in the hopes that it would force me to move on to better more important things.
My last day wasn't what I expected. I expected happy, sad, or angry, but hadn't prepared myself for contented and calm. That came as a surprise. Many people stopped by and brought me goodbye presents which were all very thoughtful and sweet. My employers gave me an Ipod Shuffle for the gym (we work out at the same place) and a very sweet card. There was much hugging and exchanging of addresses. And then it was over.
I am no longer employed at ____________. I've spent more time there than any other job or educational institution. I feel okay about that but a little stunned at the length of my tenure. It feels right to move on. And now I'm committed.
Today I went into my publishing job and it was good. Although it's ultimately a temporary thing, I'm enthusiastic about our projects. My boss is brainstorming a new magazine(s) and is including me in the process. It's an exciting time to be part of the company. The holiday bonus was lovely too! (Yay new-brakes-for-my-car fund.) I'm in a good place.
Unfortunately I spent the rest of the day getting the Christmas cheer forcibly removed from me. We call it Target/Tower/TraderJoe's the Saturday before Christmas. I was on the hunt for little-child appropriate gifts (I'm visiting my nieces and nephews tomorrow), and while![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kalliste helped me out in the regard (thank you!), there was more to do. Many hours later, several parking spaces denied, one wet pair of jeans (twas raining), and the contemplation of some very evil things, I came home spent. And pissed, don't forget pissed. I let myself be unhappy for a bit more, especially after finding a hole in my brand new fuzzy stripy socks, and then I got over it. I took myself out on a date, reviewed my grad app materials, and read all about my favorite private development firm. Yay!
And now, I'm spent. No more posting. Bad monkey.
My last day wasn't what I expected. I expected happy, sad, or angry, but hadn't prepared myself for contented and calm. That came as a surprise. Many people stopped by and brought me goodbye presents which were all very thoughtful and sweet. My employers gave me an Ipod Shuffle for the gym (we work out at the same place) and a very sweet card. There was much hugging and exchanging of addresses. And then it was over.
I am no longer employed at ____________. I've spent more time there than any other job or educational institution. I feel okay about that but a little stunned at the length of my tenure. It feels right to move on. And now I'm committed.
Today I went into my publishing job and it was good. Although it's ultimately a temporary thing, I'm enthusiastic about our projects. My boss is brainstorming a new magazine(s) and is including me in the process. It's an exciting time to be part of the company. The holiday bonus was lovely too! (Yay new-brakes-for-my-car fund.) I'm in a good place.
Unfortunately I spent the rest of the day getting the Christmas cheer forcibly removed from me. We call it Target/Tower/TraderJoe's the Saturday before Christmas. I was on the hunt for little-child appropriate gifts (I'm visiting my nieces and nephews tomorrow), and while
kalliste helped me out in the regard (thank you!), there was more to do. Many hours later, several parking spaces denied, one wet pair of jeans (twas raining), and the contemplation of some very evil things, I came home spent. And pissed, don't forget pissed. I let myself be unhappy for a bit more, especially after finding a hole in my brand new fuzzy stripy socks, and then I got over it. I took myself out on a date, reviewed my grad app materials, and read all about my favorite private development firm. Yay! And now, I'm spent. No more posting. Bad monkey.
