Tuesday, December 21, 2010
How do You Spell Relief? Your last day is December 31st!
So this is how the last couple weeks panned out. Ten days ago (it was a Friday) I emailed my boss and nicely asked if I could get clarification on my last day, year end bonus, and severance that had been promised. Monday morning I arrived and directed the movers where to put hundreds of pounds of packaging materials, then the packing began.
Tuesday afternoon I was finally called into my bosses office and scolded for asking questions. When I tried to reason with him explaining I had assumed that when the movers came I would no longer have a job. He said, "you have a job until I say you have a job." When I asked him what I was suppose to do? he replied, "maybe you'll just sit there and smile." He also made sure to note that any bonus or severance would reflect the job and hours I was hired to do, not the job I was currently doing, or the hours I had been working for 6 month's. At this point I noticed he was starting to lose it, and this was also not about me. I just sat back and listened. What I heard was month's worth of frustration, sadness, anger, disappointment, and confusion although aimed at me had little to do with a part time hourly receptionist wanting to know her last day. I was told I was expected to work through the Holidays and return on January 3rd.
At least the ball was in my court. I was the one who got to decide if I wanted to continue to work in insanity with the job description of "sitting and smiling" or call it quits and give up any financial reward for sticking around. I decided to return on January 3rd.
Yesterday everything was loaded on a semi truck after a 12 hour day and the office was empty. I was also told my last day would be December 31st, I would have that bonus, and some severance. That is how I spell relief. Apparently I made sense to my boss and he admitted to just wanting to hold on as long as possible to an office he built less than 3 years ago. After surveying the empty office and lack of staff, having someone sit at the front desk was not practical.
As I have chatted with other exiting employees over the last few months there was always that same feeling of relief and excitement. Each time I would feel a little jealous knowing that I wouldn't know that relief until I was walking out the door. And here I am, amazed at how good I feel, how free, and how excited I am about the future. I knew I wasn't in a good place and now I'm done. No more wondering, and no more questions. And that Dentist appointment? How about 10:00 am.