I have lost count of the number of blogs that begins with this sentence. Life is such a rush. Whenever I have a blank day w/o an agenda, I will mar it with attempts to complete/achieve/accomplish (yes, those are the keywords).
Since young, I have been taught to assign parts of the day to certain activities. The plan must be kept track of in the form of a timetable which must be adhered to - If you fail to plan, you plan to fail, la dah di, la dah dah...Maximise each day, pack your timetable.. la lal la... 1 hr playtime/tv time is the reward you get after 10hr lessons+revision... bleh!
Fully packed timetable = good = achievers
No timetable = bad = failures
As a result, I am one of those who feel guilty when the whole day is spent without crossing anything out from my list. Not necessary a bad thing but it is taking its toil especially now that work eats into large part of personal time. Feel like I have achieved nothing (for myself) during most part of the last year.
Anyway.. I am here today because I am giving myself a big present on my birthday. It will be my last day at work this Friday. It has been almost 3 mths from tendering, with my boss "losing" my resignation letter once. :D
It has been extremely busy since then especially having to take over my colleagues responsibility till earlier this mth when the replacement joined us. Lunch has been after 3pm on most days, dinner became supper.
Nevertheless, it has been surprisingly satisfying (but still extremely tiring, mind you). Having a new colleague helps, I guess. She has made me realise that I have not wasted my time with this company becauseI have much to contribute. Even boss is stressed - extreme lack of manpower.
Another guess is that I no longer need to deal with irritating characters. Come to think of it, it is actually just ONE character :P
She no longer bothers me since I do not need to deal with her. Discussion with her is a torture - I am glad I can skirm my way out of them now. Work has become breezier!
It has become much clearer to me now that the reason why I am leaving is because I don't want to restrict myself. If I have to work closely with someone who constantly puts down my efforts and initiatives before I can execute them, I will never be able to "trial and ERROR" and I will never be able to gain experience and learn.
How does one actually fault giving away notepads as freebies?? Nothing spectacular no doubt, but you can almost consider notepads a "daily necessity" (what's more if the recipients are LIBRARIANS?!!). People need them day in day out, and it helps to reinforce brand awareness, especially for our new product. In fact, customers will complain if we stop distributing them. Why do I even bother to explain myself here?? Argh! Fed up, just fed up! This one not good, that one not good... Do it yourself or at least give some constructive suggestions then...
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Anyway.. been so busy that I have not had time to prepare farewell gifts and email. I am not even sure if I will be able to handover everything by this Friday. How how how?
Since I have been forgetting more frequently (almost every 1 minute) I quickly scribbled down "Farewell Letter" on a piece of scrap paper filled with other scribblings for my to-do-list and points to include in my reports. My temp staff saw me write this done as one of my to-do-list and sent me the following which I must share!
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Dear Co-Workers,
As many of you probably know, tommorw is my last day. But before I leave, I wanted to take this opportunity to let you know what a great and distinct pleasure it has been to type "Tommorow is my last day."
For nearly as long as I've worked here, I've hoped that I might one day leave this company. And now that this dream has become a reality, please know that I could not have reached this goal without your unending lack of support. Words cannot express my gratitude for the words of gratitude you did not express.
I would especially like to thank all of my managers: in an age where miscommunication is all too common, you consistently impressed and inspired me with the sheer magnitude of your misinformation. It takes a strong man to admit his mistake, it takes a stronger man to attribute his mistake to me.
Over the year and a half, you have taught me more than I could ever ask for and, in most cases, ever did ask for. I have been fortunate enough to work with some absolutely interchangeable supervisors on a wide variety of seemingly identical projects - an invaluable lesson in overcoming daily tedium in overcoming daily tedium in overcoming daily tedium.
Your demands were high and your patience short, but I take great solace knowing that my work was, as stated on my annual review, "mostly satisfactory." That is the type of praise that sends a man home happy after even a 10 hour day, smiling his way through half a bottle of mostly satisfactory scotch.
And to most of my peers: even though we barely acknowledged each other within these office walls, I hope that in the future, should we pass on the street, you will regard me the same way as I regard you: sans eye contact.
But to those few souls with whom I've actually interacted, here are my personalized notes of farewell:
To Caulfield: I will always remember sharing lunch with you, despite having clearly labeled it with my name.
To Mairead: I will miss detecting your flatulence as much as you will clearly miss walking past my cubicle to deliver it.
To Linda: Best wishes on your ongoing campaign to popularize these "email forwards." I sincerely hope you receive that weekend full of good luck, that hug from an old friend, and that baby for your dusty womb.
And finally, to Kat: you were right; I tested positive. We'll talk later.
So, in parting, if I could pass on any word of advice to the individual who will soon be filling my position, it would be to cherish this experience like a sponge and soak it up like a good woman, because a job opportunity like this comes along only once in a lifetime.
Meaning: if I had to work here again in this lifetime, I would sooner kill myself.
Very truly yours,
Cian Kelliher
PS: I will be throwing myself a happy hour farewell party at the Oden 5.30 tommorow evening if anybody is interested in drinks!
Extracted from http://www.snopes.com/embarrass/email/leaving.asp
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I dare anyone to send this email when they are leaving their company. Hahaha!
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