Changes
Yesterday was my last day at work. Kinda strange. I'd been there 5.5 years...longest time I've spent anywhere in my life. Was really strange walking around, realizing that in all likelihood, I'd never see the vast majority of these people again. Not that it's too much of a loss in most cases, but still, there are a few exceptions. Definitely made this whole moving thing a lot more real. Also definitely increased the lovely feeling of "What the hell am I doing?!?!" I'm leaving a decent enough job that's easy as hell, for a job that pays less, will be infinitely more work, and supervising people who will probably hate me. Road less traveled, Hell, I'm just wandering off through the jungle, cutting a path as I go. But then again...I needed change. While my job was easy, it was only easy because I wasn't allowed to do my job, and I found my self not caring about it, and doing a piss poor job. Now I take pride in my work, even my half-assed work, and there I just couldn't make my self care enough to even try. That's why I had to leave. Felt kinda bad giving my 2 weeks notice to my boss though. Talk about a shell-shocked look. He's now scrambling to replace me and the applicants are quite a step down. But he still threw me a little going away party after work last night. A nice barbecue with a few of the coworkers that I'll miss the most. So my first day at the new place is Monday... I've only met 2 of my peons so far, and both have already made scheduling requests...So I'm off to a great start. I'm going to be running the department, and I've got to admit, I'm terrified and have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. I figure I'll just fake it till I can get some actually management training under my belt, but still...The idea of me being in charge of anything is a pretty scary concept. Guess I just have to think, in times of stress, "What would Stark do?" And then do the exact opposite. =)