Yesterday I ended my stint in the job I had started only 9 months ago, in December 2013. This is the sign that greeted me when I got to work:
Per the note above, several of my superhero figures had gone missing. This was my reply:
My work group took me out to lunch and surprised me with a couple parting gifts: a devil’s mask (because I’m “the devil” to them, now that I’m leaving them behind); a bag of chocolates (I kept a bowl of chocolates on my desk for my co-workers); and a bag of superhero office supplies for my new desk (pen, pad, wipe off board, posters, etc.). It all came with a signed card that was very sweet. This office has been good to me, especially through my surgeries this past year, and I am sorry to leave them behind. They appreciated my sense of humor and we had a lot of laughs. However, they understand that it’s a big promotion and I wanted to move up, so they were very understanding and congratulatory.
This morning, I head to my new desk and job (only fifty feet to the right of where I was until yesterday.) I only have a rough idea of what I’ll be doing, but I am looking forward to learning a new area of my agency and proving I am the right person for this position. It is always a little nerve wracking being “the new guy” at a job and enduring those first few weeks when you stumble around, learning the ropes and becoming a productive member of the team, but I’ll muddle through it and get where I need to be as soon as possible. It’s a wonderful opportunity and I am more excited than nervous. I try hard to get along with everyone and I hope I fit in well with the new team.
I am putting out a bowl of chocolates, though, just in case.