Reflections on an anti-climactic last day

Yesterday was my last day at Job2 - the Insurance place. It feels weird... Somehow I don't feel like it's over - probably because my boss wasn't there to say goodbye or anything. I was supposed to go out for lunch with her, but her mom was really sick so she didn't come in to the office. So basically, I cleaned out my desk and chatted with my colleagues all day. That's it.

I went for lunch with the girls on Thursday, and on Friday the 2 male managers and two of the ladies took me out. But yesterday felt like a normal day, aside from the packing of my stuff. Chatting, bitching, drinking coffee, looking out the window - the usual.



Normally, when people leave the department, they get a card and everyone writes nice things in it. Not so much for me. The 3 girls got me a card, and it was super sweet. But the rest of the department - nada. I guess since my manager was away... still. It bit. Very anti-climactic. I should have made my last day Friday - the day I had my exit interview and farewell lunch with my favourite people.


And the VP hadn't said more than 'hi' to me for the whole 2 weeks after I resigned (well, except to thank me for the cupcakes I brought in one day). I passed her in the hall a few times yesterday and she didn't say a word. Then, last night, I recieved this email:

Daphne,

I cannot believe that I never had a chance to wish you well in your new career move. Boss2 and I had arranged for her to take you to lunch today as a gesture of gratitude for your efforts here. As you know Boss2's mother is gravely ill and she is not at work. I was very busy with meetings and, as you may also know, my EA has gone to hospital and is quite distracted with her own illness at this time. I certainly didn't mean for you to slip out the door without as much as a formal thank-you.

Please accept this as my feeble and, I am hoping, not-too-late note of thanks.

Please let me know that you received this. If I don't hear from you, I'll make a new and different effort.

Scary and Unapproachable VP
Insurance Hell

Better late than? No. Too little, too late. She had two weeks to say "hey, thanks for the past 10 months, and best of luck" but instead chose to ignore me as much as possible. She could have taken two seconds in the hallway yesterday, but didn't. I shouldn't be surprised, I guess.


The bitchy manager of the 'facebook status incident' didn't say a word to me yesterday. I won't miss her. I'm wondering how long I have to wait before I can block her on facebook without her noticing.


So long, Insurance Crap. I worked with some great people (some not so great). On one hand, I learned a lot. On the other hand, I succeeded in learning as little about insurance as possible. I will really miss some of my colleagues, but I'm definitely glad it's over. I'm ready for Job3.


Now, a few days of de-tox and daytime TV!