A dozen days
19/12/13 12:45![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darkemeraldsWell, it's pretty much all over except the deletion of personal stuff from the hard drive, this career thing I've been doing for the last thirty-something years. Twelve days left, only seven of them actual workdays.
My immediate coworkers, honoring my request not to have the sheet-cake-in-the-conference-room shindig for me, took me out for a couple of drinks and fancy bar snacks the other evening. It was upbeat and pleasant, and comfortably detached. I liked it.
As several people have pointed out to me, these send-off do's, rather like funerals, aren't for the benefit of thedeparted leaver, but the folks watching you go. So we did the thing--there was single malt involved. And snackies involving duck and smoked seafood, so, yum.
And then, one of my coworkers, a young up and comer, announced that she's taken another job, and her last day will be the same as my last day, and she had no objection to the office shindig, and our supervisor asked if I would object to making it a shared going-away party and could she please have my name piped in frosting onto the sheet-cake alongside my coworkers...and coworker asked if she could please bake me an apple pie...
...and anyway, I'm on my way in to the sheet-cake-in-the-conference-room shindig after all. But at least the spotlight will only be 50% on me.
Update: I went. People said nice things. I think it was okay. But I will never ever feel like I know how to do this sort of thing right.
My immediate coworkers, honoring my request not to have the sheet-cake-in-the-conference-room shindig for me, took me out for a couple of drinks and fancy bar snacks the other evening. It was upbeat and pleasant, and comfortably detached. I liked it.
As several people have pointed out to me, these send-off do's, rather like funerals, aren't for the benefit of the
And then, one of my coworkers, a young up and comer, announced that she's taken another job, and her last day will be the same as my last day, and she had no objection to the office shindig, and our supervisor asked if I would object to making it a shared going-away party and could she please have my name piped in frosting onto the sheet-cake alongside my coworkers...and coworker asked if she could please bake me an apple pie...
...and anyway, I'm on my way in to the sheet-cake-in-the-conference-room shindig after all. But at least the spotlight will only be 50% on me.
Update: I went. People said nice things. I think it was okay. But I will never ever feel like I know how to do this sort of thing right.