It is over. Long live my future!

[pseydtonne]

They didn't even get me a cake or a going-away card. Two and a half years and the only card I got was from Sandy, one of my favorite coworkers. She gave me a really nice gift, too. I was close to crying. Her husband had died very suddenly last year and it broke her heart.

It's over.

I go back to paying for services today, I'm told. Happy Candlemas.

I'm free. It's still not sinking in. It's like I'm waiting for a big surprise instead of a beautiful new day. I'm nervous that the IBM thing will be a prank pulled on me and I'm simply unemployed. Then I get a bunch of IBM mail and I realize "oh yeah, it's still good. The future begins!"

Now I'm in my cold apartment, trying to set the jumpers on a motherboard. Fun fun. Anyone wanna come over tomorrow? I was thinking of going to Binghamton tomorrow but I have waaaaaaaaaaay too much cleaning to do. No, really. I can't walk into my office without some gymnastics.

-gah but okay, Dante

Comments

[arib.livejournal.com]

Just so's you know, you rock six ways from Sunday.

(Also, my co-worker reads The Weekly Dig almost religiously, and thought that my knowing half of last week's "slag heap" was way cool.)

[bluepapercup]

Congrats, and faretheewell, and buena suerte on everything new.

your new life awaits.

[chaiya.livejournal.com]

Well, your coworkers are stupid, but congratulations on leaving the soulsuckers behind you. :)

[dobrovolets.livejournal.com]

You gonna stay in touch with Sandy?

Every time I leave a job I end up falling out of touch with old co-workers, even the ones I enjoyed chatting with and hung out with outside of work hours. It's like they never existed.

Not that I'm much better at keeping up with other friends and acquaintances.

[moominmolly.livejournal.com]

That's wrong, that they didn't even give you a card.

You are so totally going in the right direction. Let me know if you need anything. This offer will be more relevant in a week.