The First Day in the Rest of Whatever...

Today was my last day at the day-job. I came in to a store with almost no power. No phones, no computers, no air-conditioning. I had my Exit Interview, which lasted almost an hour and a half because I had so much to say. Then the Prez of the company--a really nice guy who looks a lot like a less-grey version of Anderson Cooper--came in for the end of the Exit Interview at my request.

We talked about their perceptions of what initiative is and what it should achieve. I was clear in saying that praise and thanks are not something employees should have to ask for. That open, truthful communication is good. That our team is a good one, with good supervisors that care a whole lot. And that people need to feel valued, respected, and appreciated. I mentioned the shittiness of the computer programs, and how our department has a high turnover rate because you have to leave to get the respect you deserve. Regular wage reviews are important, not even for the money itself, but for clarity of expectations on all sides.

I left my exit interview at about 11:45 and saw that the whole rest of the team went home because of the power outtage. So I didn't get a cake, or a signed violin top, and nobody on my team actually said good-bye. I am having a party tomorrow, and I imagine many of them will be there. Still...it's a bummer because I'm the person who arranged all the boss's day gifts, theme days, secret santa's, and most of the other fun stuff we did there. See, that's why I always throw myself a birthday party--so I'm sure I'll get one. And I suppose it's fun that I have one last thing to complain about...

Even though I left before noon, they are paying me for the whole day!