My last day was bittersweet. I was surprised by some of my co-workers with a party, flowers, and balloons. I recieved cards that made me cry. It was a good time. After I left work, Carly met me and we waited for the dude. We were going to Policy, a bar that my friend suggested. I got there extremely late because the car was parked on Massachusetts Avenue and the venue was on T Street. Only a few people came which was fine with me. I had people around me that cared enough to show up. After about an hour at Policy, we left and went to Sticky Rice a staple on H Street. We had to wait about an hour for seating and had drinks at Fruit Bat a new spot on H Street. When we finally were called to Sticky Rice we enjoyed the cuisine and walked to Little Miss Whiskeys. I love Little Miss Whiskeys but it was wack on Friday. Usually it has good music but my friends had left after 2 songs. LOL After they left, Carly, the dude and I stayed another 15 minutes before we were headed back to the flat. Overall, my day was interesting. I cried and had people that cared around me. My last day was special.
Monday, June 20, 2011
My Last Day at work
Friday was my last day at my job. Like many of my posts had stated, I have been looking for other opportunities. I always wondered what my purpose in life would be. I am in the right profession but where I was, I was beginning to get bored because of my position and often seeked more of a leadership position. Three weeks ago, I had an interview and received the position on the spot. It was hard to come up to my supervisor without tears in my eyes to tell her I was moving on. I love my supervisor dearly. She hugged me back and told me she was proud and said she knew I would get the position. It was hard to write my letter of resignation. I looked to google for answers because it was hard to put into words why I was leaving or the fact that I couldn't think because I was still in shock that I was leaving. This place is what I called my job after I was pink slipped. I built relationships, improved my craft, and touched a few lives as they did mine.
My last day was bittersweet. I was surprised by some of my co-workers with a party, flowers, and balloons. I recieved cards that made me cry. It was a good time. After I left work, Carly met me and we waited for the dude. We were going to Policy, a bar that my friend suggested. I got there extremely late because the car was parked on Massachusetts Avenue and the venue was on T Street. Only a few people came which was fine with me. I had people around me that cared enough to show up. After about an hour at Policy, we left and went to Sticky Rice a staple on H Street. We had to wait about an hour for seating and had drinks at Fruit Bat a new spot on H Street. When we finally were called to Sticky Rice we enjoyed the cuisine and walked to Little Miss Whiskeys. I love Little Miss Whiskeys but it was wack on Friday. Usually it has good music but my friends had left after 2 songs. LOL After they left, Carly, the dude and I stayed another 15 minutes before we were headed back to the flat. Overall, my day was interesting. I cried and had people that cared around me. My last day was special.
My last day was bittersweet. I was surprised by some of my co-workers with a party, flowers, and balloons. I recieved cards that made me cry. It was a good time. After I left work, Carly met me and we waited for the dude. We were going to Policy, a bar that my friend suggested. I got there extremely late because the car was parked on Massachusetts Avenue and the venue was on T Street. Only a few people came which was fine with me. I had people around me that cared enough to show up. After about an hour at Policy, we left and went to Sticky Rice a staple on H Street. We had to wait about an hour for seating and had drinks at Fruit Bat a new spot on H Street. When we finally were called to Sticky Rice we enjoyed the cuisine and walked to Little Miss Whiskeys. I love Little Miss Whiskeys but it was wack on Friday. Usually it has good music but my friends had left after 2 songs. LOL After they left, Carly, the dude and I stayed another 15 minutes before we were headed back to the flat. Overall, my day was interesting. I cried and had people that cared around me. My last day was special.
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Policy,
Sticky Rice,
the dude
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