A Break From Political Stuff

I finally told my boss, Karen, about moving to France, though I said it was Melanie who got the job. Regardless, I was really nervous about it as I hate confrontation, but I got to do it over the phone. She was working from home, which made it a little eaiser to tell I was leaving in two weeks. Of course, I told her and then went on vacation for two days. Oh well. This is the worst time to leave as a colleague with experience at my job is leaving as well. Some of her jobs are now transfered to me, or, more appropriately, to the next person hired. In the interim, they will have to improvise. To make matters worse, they are in the midst of giving me a $6,000 raise, why could they have not done that earlier?

So I went back to work today, the first day after announcing me departure. People are excited for me, which is nice. Work no longer seems so bad now that I know my days are numbered there. Karen called me into her office to talk about my last two weeks. She was really nice about everything. She told me of a story about a job she took, and they explicitly asked her about getting married. She said no. Well, an old boyfriend walked back into her life, and within ten months she was married and moving to Arizona. The company had spent big dollars flying her around the country to various training seminars. She understands that unexpected things happen. Her story was conforting. She really is a great person to work for; she has high expectations, but treats you fairly as well. She said she always expected me to move on to bigger and better things.

I feel bad that I am leaving them just before things get really crazy with the upcoming Fall semester. She told me not to worry, Blinn will continue on just fine. She's right.