2 Weeks Notice
So, for those of you who haven't heard, I have officially put in my two weeks notice. My last day working for the Credit Union here will be the 29th of August, and it is coming up fast.
I received an email today from the HR director. She wished me well, and would I please complete an exit interview? I got this as I was waiting on someone's credit to be pulled, and I almost collapsed into tears when I read it. It's a good thing I didn't- the person in front of me would have feared their credit was bad enough to make me cry!
I knew it was going to be excruciatingly difficult for me to leave this company, but I don't think I really grasped the depth of how attached I had become to everyone here. I keep saying that there really isn't anything keeping me here, but I have a bad feeling I was lying to everyone, including myself, about it.
We, as a couple, are lucky. Smitty has friends who have been far more than accommodating, and we could never thank them enough for all they have done. But, what about me? I have married into this set of friends, but the only thing I have going for me up there is the fact that I have a great job offer, and I think that finally sunk in tonight, and I became deeply saddened. I am leaving everything behind, and, tonight, the gravity of that statement made it hard to look forward to the future.
Things always look better in the morning. On that note, Goodnight.
I received an email today from the HR director. She wished me well, and would I please complete an exit interview? I got this as I was waiting on someone's credit to be pulled, and I almost collapsed into tears when I read it. It's a good thing I didn't- the person in front of me would have feared their credit was bad enough to make me cry!
I knew it was going to be excruciatingly difficult for me to leave this company, but I don't think I really grasped the depth of how attached I had become to everyone here. I keep saying that there really isn't anything keeping me here, but I have a bad feeling I was lying to everyone, including myself, about it.
We, as a couple, are lucky. Smitty has friends who have been far more than accommodating, and we could never thank them enough for all they have done. But, what about me? I have married into this set of friends, but the only thing I have going for me up there is the fact that I have a great job offer, and I think that finally sunk in tonight, and I became deeply saddened. I am leaving everything behind, and, tonight, the gravity of that statement made it hard to look forward to the future.
Things always look better in the morning. On that note, Goodnight.
posted by The Former Lepidopterist @ 8:10 PM
3 Comments:
Aww. Leaving is hard, butI know you will have tons of friends up here in no time.
There's a bunch of family and friends I miss from the Pacific Northwest. A good thing about S Carolina, however, is that it IS driving distance for you guys to come down here and visit or for folks to head up there. And then there's email, and phone, and web cams, and ...leaving the CU doesn't have to mean losing touch ...but I'm sure it will still be hard. Just remember what you're going TO :)
I don't mean to get off on a feminist rant (though you know how I love those), but it seems to me it's always the woman picking up her life and moving in a relationship, not the man. Why is that, I wonder? (Spoken as a woman who now lives across an ocean from everything she knows and loves for the sake of a relationship!)
I think you are moving on to better things than Tampa has to offer, though. Think? Hell, I KNOW you're moving on to better things than Tampa has to offer.
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