Waiting for the End
These are the times that try men`s souls. Women’s souls too if in similar circumstances, regardless of any medieval notions to the contrary. I`ve been at the office for the past week waiting for the pain to end. Unfortunately, the end is taking its own sweet time about it. The doctors of spin however, are in full force.
In the past nine days since my resignation, I have heard the following at Gigantic Concrete;
- “I was going to have to fire him anyway for poor performance”
- “What do you mean you have no job to go to?”
- “Do you want to take some time off to reconsider?”
- “We really can’t afford to loose you”
- “You should be more professional. Resigning without going somewhere else isn’t”
- “Your resignation is creating poor morale in the department”
- “What will it take to make you stay?”
Why is it so unbelievable that I just can’t work for these guys anymore? If they didn’t like the job I was doing, they’d fire me. I don’t like the job they are providing so I’m firing them. I don’t see the problem.
Three days to go… I can’t wait.
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