I just came across two posts from an old, old blog of mine. That I posted on my last two days in Corporate America. I had forgotten what it used to be like for me. Swearing has been editing out for your reading pleasure..
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
A FEW DAYS AGO.. I had a dream that the brands I work for were finally sold. And that they were sold to [a competitor]. When I came into work after vacation there were [competitors] name tags on my desk.
LAST NIGHT.. I had a dream that I came back to work after vacation and all the cubicle walls were gone.. we all just had desks. And when I walked in my department was in the middle of a meeting. There were some new people working and new bosses. The boss leading the meeting pressed and pressed for someone to voice their opinions. Finally someone I didn’t know got up and started complaining about ME. And how I come in to work "extremely late everyday". Then my "boss" got up and started complaining about me too. Everyone starred at me.. until I finally said "okay, well then this is my last week". Then the entire department stood up and started applauding!
TODAY.. I spilled half a cup of apple juice on my lap as I drove to work.
THEN.. When I got to work I found out that 95% of my responsibilities have now been completely taken care of by someone else and that someone at [corporate headquarters] requested that my password to our email deployment service be changed.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Today was supposed to be my last day at work, but when I came back from vacation [got married] on Tuesday it was clear that there really was not a whole lot left for me to do. The girl taking over some of my responsibilities had already completely taken over the two major ones... and everything else was not that significant.
Tuesday I did a few little work things, spent an hour training on what I do, started cleaning out my desk, and getting rid of stuff. Checked my email, talked to Jason a bunch, looked at stuff online, etc.
Wednesday I went in late, printed a few things, cleaned out the rest of my desk, and when I left for the day I was 99% sure I was not coming back.
That night, Jason helped me write an email to my manager and the director above her saying that I trained the girl the best I could, I knew she would have great support from all our offices [putting on a professional front], but that there really didn’t seem to be anything work related for me to do.. so that I was not going to be in for the additional 2 days.
And then I got nervous. Because the domain I sent the email from, sometimes does not get delivered to our work email. Either way, I thought they'd figure it out eventually. No response from anyone by the end of Thursday. Which made me think they just never got it.
BUT THEN I got an email at that address from Human Resources on Friday morning. So clearly they had passed the address on AND SAID NOTHING.. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to me themselves. Not "thanks for letting us know, good luck". Not "you were such a rockstar we will sincerely miss you". Not "I wish you had let us know sooner you were not coming back". NOTHING. From a manager and a director. How unbelievably childish is that? Could not even muster up a nice front.. even if they were pissed off.
And it’s that RIGHT THERE... that tells me I made the right decision to get away from that place. I worked there for over 3 1/2 years.. worked SO hard.. twisted my mind up into a pretzel.. made myself miserable being there.. and I don’t even get a "thanks". I stayed for an additional 7 months (working part time with reduced responsibilities) after I originally quit so that they could find someone to replace me.. and they just never did.
So so unbelievably childish. That was something I said A LOT when I was there. Wow.
Sometimes I have to read things like this to remind me I made the right decision. And to be extra, extra glad to have(and spend so much time with) the amazing children I do.
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