Adieu DC.
I usually deal with goodbyes by ignoring them. Completely if possible. My go to line is something like: "This isn't goodbye; I'll swing by one last time before I'm off." Sometimes it's true, sometimes it isn't. Regardless, it does a fine job of dodging the mushy hugs and teary eyes. Of which everyone must face when confronted with a life without yours truly. Though, if there is anything good to say about goodbyes, it is that they really clarify what's important in your life. The last month or so in DC has done a lot of that for me. I met a lot of important people while over the last few years and I just wanted to thank them for the good times. Everyone at work was more than spectacular. I was really taken aback by how everyone reacted to my decision to jump ship. Hell, I half wondered if all their praise and admiration for the journey were really just escaped joy at getting rid of me. My boss Ricky must have clarified a hundred times that
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