I heard Friday afternoon that Tuesday would be my last day. I'm not surprised.
Not surprised that my manager hung out with me in person for 2 days and didn't mention it.
Not surprised he's a chicken, that he would never answer a direct question.
That he was too stubborn to change his mind, or allow for the possibility.
That his focus would be on what his team can win, and NOT what will improve the project.
I'm glad to leave before I get more emotionally involved with the other employees (I love them all). Before I fall more in love with the habit.
I'm glad I can go back to NYC. Everyone else has to look at those walls and my empty desk until it all gets washed of my existence. And then I'll be completely gone.
