Entries from 'Work'

What are you waiting for? GO NOW!

Exactly one year ago today, my husband and I quit our jobs to travel the world. Over the course of six months, we circumnavigated the globe, passing through, in order, Fiji, Australia, New Zealand, Singapore, Thailand, Malaysia, Cambodia, Vietnam, Japan, India, Nepal, Jordan, Israel, Greece and Turkey. The trip, as chronicled in this blog (still…

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“It’s Alive!”

Obtaining a life-size photo cutout of my sister to pimp out to potential suitors was not as easy as I anticipated. There are plenty of companies advertising such services online, but they charge upwards of $100, and the final product is cardboard and anything but portable. Local printing companies charged even more; one West Palm…

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The start of semi-retirement

Wednesday was our last day of work – at least for a while.  We have started calling our current situation “semi-retirement,” which is fitting considering  how my last day of work felt.  During the exit interview with the woman from HR, my answers to her questions were more like those of someone leaving the workforce…

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At 9AM this morning I approached my manager with what would otherwise be a trivial invitation to chat, “Do you have a minute?” I was holding an innocuous white sheet of paper in my hand.  No threat on a normal day. But today was special. The paper I was holding had a simple message typed…

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Giving notice — His turn

Him has decided to give his notice tomorrow. I think he’s nervous. “If you were a manager, would you rather be told your employee is leaving in the morning or right before you go home for the day?” he asked me tonight. Hmmm. I didn’t know. “I think I’m going to do it in the…

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Subject line: “When you have a minute…”

My hands trembled as I typed the email requesting a private meeting in the conference room. An agonizing 20 minutes passed before my manager replied: “OK.” I knew he knew what I had to say, and I rushed past him and toward the conference room as soon as I heard his feet shuffling behind me….

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A sentence-long letter is burning a hole through my purse

It’s lunch break at work, and I’m lounged across the backseat of my SUV, sweating in the blazing Florida sun, as I write this. Why? I’ve suddenly decided to give my notice today after lunch. There’s more than a month between now and my preferred final day of employment, and I worry about being prematurely…

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