Hi. Its Rose.
So a few weeks ago I gave notice - the end of May is the end of Rosie the Social Worker as you know her. At least for a bit. Phew...it took me a while to work up the nerve and the speech, but it definitely went better than I expected. They wanted me to help hire my replacement by screening all of the applicants and doing the initial interview. Which is great because I thought they would not want assistance. So yay, moving on is simple enough, right?
Well, sure. After I wrote up the online advertisement I sat back and watched as email after email came in with the subject lines that said, "Job Interest". Oh shit great! In the first three hours I got more emails than I get in a week - apparently in this economy it is downright stupid to leave a job! Sigh. Anyway, the plan to travel and learn food and wine is still awesome and I can't wait to try something new, but it can still throw me for a loop in the day-to-day.
Like today, when I was finally allowed to tell my clients/residents. Just before I left for the day I posted the notice on their doors, figuring they would have the afternoon/evening to digest the information and talk to each other...but no. That was dumb wishful thinking. As I went back to my office to get my things, there were already people at my door. Not pretty...Rose the Coward ducking out after posting her notice and Puppy-Dog-Eyed Residents asking "Why Rose, WHY?"
Oh well, so it goes. And so will this week go. Wish me luck...my inner coward still wants to pretend like its not happening because no one likes being the bearer of bad news. But no such luck...its happening Rosi, GROW SOME BALLS AND PUT ON A SMILE. Thats how my inner-monologue pep talk goes...and of course "hold on to the image of cooking and wine in Italy/France...that will get you through". I'll keep you posted on how that all works out for me...especially the ball-growing part - that will be a page-turner, I'm sure.
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