Today was the first day of my last week at a job I have no real attachment to. (trying not to say hate because that's just a bit too strong) The job is far from perfect. I've worked a total of maybe 45% of the 4.5 years I've been there. For almost the first year, I sat at a desk with no one around watching DVDs not knowing a soul. Then someone finally realized I worked there, got me a real desk. ("my" desk was a "hotel" for tele-commuters that randomly needed to come into the office) While in this desk I was around people but still fairly useless. Finally, I met people and branched out of my hole in the wall a bit and actually got a bit of work...for about 6 months, then work went down the drain and DVDs came out again. All I can say is Thank God for YouTube!
But the people I met are fabulous. They are funny and sweet and willing to help out whenever necessary and fun to talk to. So leaving has left me feeling a bit guilty. On one hand, I know this is a fantastic opportunity that I can't pass up that may lead to bigger and better things. But on the other hand, I worry that it'll be another 2 years until I meet super-cool people like those I work with now. It's like the first day of school all over again. And for someone as quiet as I am, that's just down-right hard. But I've been working on staying positive about things, so I'm going to look on the bright side and try to focus on the excitement instead. After all, even though it meant scary new things, I was always just a little too excited about the first day of school!
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