At 10:20 this morning, My coworkers were checking on how much champagne we had chilled for ‘Champagne Thursday.’ Don’t worry, there’re two bottles for the five of us females. (The guys are having whiskey)
I hand in my resignation, release so much tension within myself. I start looking forward to new beginnings in my career; the amazing things happening in my life. Then, I go to open my car door and it’s already open. There are papers everywhere. My laptop has been stolen. The way things work in this world are very strange.
I’m convinced my boss knows I’m handing in my notice that I’m leaving. I’ve been trying to sit down and give it to her since last week when I found out about the new job. Since then, she’s been completely unavailable to me. She comes in early every morning, so I’ve done the same so I could catch a minute with her. Friday she was busy, today she hasn’t even come in… I wanted to give her fair warning that I was leaving, but that window is shrinking fast.