# 26 why I cannot agree to stay even a moment more
Today, I was a bad girlfriend. Very very bad. I made my boyfriend wait to have dinner with me, from 7 to 8 to 9 and then I cancelled because some idiot client is too stupid to go through the comments quickly. As a result, he had to drive his hungry self to the coffee shop where the only thing left was chicken rice and he had to dapao that home and eat oily things for dinner at 10pm. I then proceeded to snap at him when all he tried to do was comfort me because I was irritated from work.
This is why I have to leave and why I will never, ever look back. No regrets. No what ifs. No if onlys. It can only get better.
My roomie sent me this today (from her friend's blog):
"To the client (or to the other side), this letter/draft/opinion/etc reaches them expeditiously - a few hours, or half a day, or maybe a day earlier. But to us, it is another friend kept waiting. It is missing the opportunity to see a brother off when he flies halfway round the world. It is missing a birthday, an anniversary, or simply quality time alone with one's loved ones. Years from now, neither our client nor our boss will remember that we sent that letter those few hours earlier. But that friend, that brother, that loved one, would probably remember. And so would we"
I could not have said it better.
Baby, I'm sorry for being such a bitch. I too am glad I am leaving the firm.
This is why I have to leave and why I will never, ever look back. No regrets. No what ifs. No if onlys. It can only get better.
My roomie sent me this today (from her friend's blog):
"To the client (or to the other side), this letter/draft/opinion/etc reaches them expeditiously - a few hours, or half a day, or maybe a day earlier. But to us, it is another friend kept waiting. It is missing the opportunity to see a brother off when he flies halfway round the world. It is missing a birthday, an anniversary, or simply quality time alone with one's loved ones. Years from now, neither our client nor our boss will remember that we sent that letter those few hours earlier. But that friend, that brother, that loved one, would probably remember. And so would we"
I could not have said it better.
Baby, I'm sorry for being such a bitch. I too am glad I am leaving the firm.