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darkchoc
Friday, April 09, 2004
It is exactly 4 months or 122 days to my birthday.
A long time ago, I made a promise to myself that I will not still be working at my current job when that happens.
Plan A was to resign on June 1 and serve 2 months notice as stated in my contract. And I would give myself some R&R time as a birthday treat.
Plan B was to hire an assistant, then train and evaluate her for a month. Should she prove capable, I would tender my resignation.
Well, it’s been an uphill struggle trying to find a suitable candidate. I’ve decided that by April 12th, I’ll just choose the lesser of two evils and just hope that things will turn out for the best.
Which means that I may be able to tender by May 14th and leave by mid-July.
Plan C was to quit after my assistant has been here for 1 week, i.e. April 19th. Also, instead of serving a full 2-month notice period, I’ll just do the bare minimum (3 or 4 weeks). I’ll deal with whatever penalty there may be.
Since there will be a replacement for me, things won’t be too bad for the company. And all modesty aside, I am not that uniquely talented. I’m sure that the new girl, once she settles down, will be able to handle the workload with the same level of efficiency.
My greatest fear/concern is facing my beloved Boss and telling him that I’m leaving. Especially when I consider all his nurturing and investment in my professional (and personal) development. But I’m logical enough to realize that I cannot repay him by giving him the next few years of my life. Sorry to pillage you and run, Boss, but that’s how it’s got to be. But you were my first and you’ll always have a special place in my life.
I hope he doesn’t react badly and decide to make my life as miserable as possible. But as it is said, “this too shall pass”. I believe I can withstand a few weeks of abuse. I’ll just have to focus on what’s waiting on the other side: freedom and a chance to start over.
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