Changes...They Are A-Comin'...
Today is my final Monday ever with my current employer. Ever. Har, har that feels SO GOOD to say. By this time next Monday I’ll be working for the New Joint in Omaha, smiling all the way.
It’s been an interesting couple of weeks, though. I was a nice enough guy to give my current gig 3 weeks notice instead of the traditional 2 weeks, since I was taking most of that first week off for our Mystery Trip to South Padre Island, and we’ve been chin-deep in a nasty project for a month that isn’t getting any closer to done.
Plus, this cheap-o place isn’t going to replace me, so my little team will have to absorb everything I do, as well as working on their own piles of crap. And since I’m consistently the top producer in this group, it won’t be that easy.
So I figured that the least I could do was throw in an extra five days to see if it would help them out a little.
Well, you know what they say about no good deed going unpunished...
How's it been? Let’s put it this way: According to the Kübler-Ross model (and what I learned from “All That Jazz”), they say there are 5 stages of death:
* Denial
* Anger
* Bargaining
* Depression
* Acceptance
Well, the people I work with haven’t moved past the Anger phase yet.
All week long last week it was one snide comment after another about my leaving. Most were along the lines of “Geez, Tom – thanks a lot for abandoning us.” or "What do you care, quitter?" My manager even threw in comments like “...but I guess you won’t be here for that, will you?” when referring to assignments. Even my old manager Skippy Whitebread and I got into it last Friday
I know what’s up, and yeah – I do empathize with them. They’re mad because they’re going to have to cover my work without a replacement, they’re mad because I won’t be here to get them through Q4, and I really suspect that they’re mad that I’m leaving and they‘re not. The increasingly uncalled for rude comments I heard from this group all week long last week told me this. Jealousy is an ugly thing, my friends.
I suspect it’ll only get worse as this week goes on. But oh, well – nothing I can do about that. You see, I’m deep into my own 5 stages:
* I quit – here’s my notice
* Hooray!
* Wrapping up projects
* Packing my stuff
* Screw you & Goodbye
I won’t walk out of here with my middle finger in the air, as tempting as it may sound. Nope, these people have been my co-works and my friends for 9 years. I know that they’re just having a hard time adjusting to the idea that ol’ Tommy won’t be here any longer. But it’s really sad and disheartening to see their fangs come out here at the end.
Maybe they’ll mellow out and reach the Acceptance stage before Friday. (There certainly won’t be any Bargaining stage – there is nothing they can possibly offer me to bribe me into staying. Nope - not for all the tea in China, Japan, and other assorted Asian nations.)
I know -- I’ll bring them some donuts on Friday AM. I’ll explain the significance of the donuts tomorrow...
It’s been an interesting couple of weeks, though. I was a nice enough guy to give my current gig 3 weeks notice instead of the traditional 2 weeks, since I was taking most of that first week off for our Mystery Trip to South Padre Island, and we’ve been chin-deep in a nasty project for a month that isn’t getting any closer to done.
Plus, this cheap-o place isn’t going to replace me, so my little team will have to absorb everything I do, as well as working on their own piles of crap. And since I’m consistently the top producer in this group, it won’t be that easy.
So I figured that the least I could do was throw in an extra five days to see if it would help them out a little.
Well, you know what they say about no good deed going unpunished...
How's it been? Let’s put it this way: According to the Kübler-Ross model (and what I learned from “All That Jazz”), they say there are 5 stages of death:
* Denial
* Anger
* Bargaining
* Depression
* Acceptance
Well, the people I work with haven’t moved past the Anger phase yet.
All week long last week it was one snide comment after another about my leaving. Most were along the lines of “Geez, Tom – thanks a lot for abandoning us.” or "What do you care, quitter?" My manager even threw in comments like “...but I guess you won’t be here for that, will you?” when referring to assignments. Even my old manager Skippy Whitebread and I got into it last Friday
I know what’s up, and yeah – I do empathize with them. They’re mad because they’re going to have to cover my work without a replacement, they’re mad because I won’t be here to get them through Q4, and I really suspect that they’re mad that I’m leaving and they‘re not. The increasingly uncalled for rude comments I heard from this group all week long last week told me this. Jealousy is an ugly thing, my friends.
I suspect it’ll only get worse as this week goes on. But oh, well – nothing I can do about that. You see, I’m deep into my own 5 stages:
* I quit – here’s my notice
* Hooray!
* Wrapping up projects
* Packing my stuff
* Screw you & Goodbye
I won’t walk out of here with my middle finger in the air, as tempting as it may sound. Nope, these people have been my co-works and my friends for 9 years. I know that they’re just having a hard time adjusting to the idea that ol’ Tommy won’t be here any longer. But it’s really sad and disheartening to see their fangs come out here at the end.
Maybe they’ll mellow out and reach the Acceptance stage before Friday. (There certainly won’t be any Bargaining stage – there is nothing they can possibly offer me to bribe me into staying. Nope - not for all the tea in China, Japan, and other assorted Asian nations.)
I know -- I’ll bring them some donuts on Friday AM. I’ll explain the significance of the donuts tomorrow...
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