Good Jorb

Here I am again, not so much at the end of my rope so much as the end of my day. With not much more to give. My to do list has been checked off and refilled with things yet to be done. EOC’s have been sent out and they have started to pile up again. There are few things I could print out. A few things I could file mindlessly. But I am choosing not to. I have a new nickname at work “Traitor” as I am moving from the service to the sales side. The other new thing they say is Congratulations. I have moved from Admin 1 to Admin 2. There is no Admin 3. I do not EVER want to be an account manager. Therefore this is my last promotion in the world of B_C_ until I am promoted to Ex- Admin 2. I am okay with this. I am nolonger upset about my job as i was when i first started... there are times when I can even see the good in it. A friend is going to start working at BX in July. I am very excited to have a friend start there. I just hope she doesnt hate it the way i did when i first started. I think a lot of other factors went into my hating it like the fact i wasnt ready to leave santa cruz.

Yet, I still hold the dream of the day I break the heart of my managers. “Today, I quit... you see here,” I will flash an airplane ticket or the draft of my first book to be published, “I have been offered a position at the competition, life” “MetLife?” “No life life, the thing I want to live, far away from here, this strange place where women walk around in gravity defying high heels [luckily that is not a part of the job description it is a personal choice, one I never choose].” “Oh I see” my boss will say, but she wont really, “she could have gone so far” she will mumble under her breath as her fingers climb an imaginary stair case of success. Then she will start to write the email, as I start to clear my desk. With my postcards in my back jean pocket, my plant (conviently in basket with handle) in one hand, and my reduce, reuse recycle US Santa Cruz travel mug in the other hand. I will smiling head for the elevator and realized how much this place has meant to me and how much i have learned here. As the elevator doors close, I will hear for the last time, the digital “ping” of a new email received in everyone’s inbox at the same time. It will read:

Effective immediately, Alessandra S______, Sales Assistant at Los Angeles Sales Office, has resigned from the company. She has chosen to pursue a career outside BC. A plan will follow for coverage of her desk, until we are able to hire a replacement.



Thanks,

XXXX XX

Management