She's been at this company forever. She knows everything. That's why I always felt good when asking her a question about what to do because she's seen everything before. That's a hell of a lot of institutional knowledge that's walking out the door. (Also, her co-worker was the guy who I think got fired in the summer. Those were the two full-timers manning The Third Department, and they spent decades with the company. Now they're both gone.) Also, she was funny, and I could talk to her about my frustrations with the job and the company. She was the ideal co-worker, and someone I could look up to. Yes, I'm glad she could leave when she wants to. But dammit, I will miss the hell out of her. Because the job back there won't be the same without her. And really, I will not be as good of a worker without her. Believe it.
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Friday, December 27, 2024
It's Her Last Day Today, And I Am Going To Miss Her Like Hell
My co-worker ... well, she's more like a mentor because I continue to this day to ask her questions along the lines of, "How do you do this?" -- well, today/Friday is her last day. I haven't quite confronted and dealt with it, partly because these forms from this recently-closed-down lab have been kicking my ass ever since she put in her two weeks' retirement notice (I did the maximum ten hours yesterday/Thursday, and I was lucky I got everything done within that time), but also partly because I really, really don't know how to do my job when I'm in The Third Department without her.
Labels:
frustration,
missing,
questions,
record-keeping,
sad,
sentimental,
time,
work
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