Farewell to (My) Job

Saturday, June 2, 2012

This week was the last week of work for me and I don’t know if I should feel a sensation of sadness and bitter sweetness. I suppose I should, but it either hasn’t hit me yet or I am just not normal. Maybe I’ll feel it next week, when the day I’d go to work rolls around and I don’t have to. I think I’ll miss working a little, since it’s so engrained into my life and my routine.

Good bye, my first job. It was an interesting experience, even when I complained about it. I look back, even at those bad memories with a slight smile. It was my first working experience and I’m a little sad to see it go. (See I’m feeling something!) I once said that people were made up of what other people did and their own experiences.

I hope that I’ve made enough of an impact on the people’s lives that I’ve worked with, and that the experience had a big enough impact on mine. I’m not a big piece or memory in the long span of memories of other people (like Stephanie Reents said in The Kissing List) nor do I expect myself to be (who am I? A mere human in the crowd of millions, billions of others) but I’d like to think that I changed other people just a little. It’s a comforting feeling.

As much as I’d like to think about making the slightest difference on other people’s lives, I know that they’ve made a difference on mine. They’ve reminded me of so much of what’s important in life. From the experience, I’ve learned that some people are quite mean, but I still have to be nice to them. It’s a cliché, but I really, really learned how to put up with people, to look at the bigger picture in life.

Soon, next week will roll around, and I’ll feel these feelings a little more poignantly then. I wonder, five, ten, years from now, will these memories of my first job be overshadowed by other memories?


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    1. Erm... Transportation reasons. Lame reason but that's the reason why I'm unemployed atm.


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