Here’s to another strange thing about moving.
Tomorrow is my last day at work- where I have worked for over four years!
Side story- feel free to disregard– but a customer came in the other day and said “You’re still here?” “You have worked here forever!” “I used to come in here years ago when I drove the trolly.” The sad thing- she looked so familiar that I didn’t even think about all those years that had passed until she mentioned it. Just another sign that I’m a little too faithful to my job.
So- in reflection of my commitment to my place of employment (and my family) I decided to make lists (because, yes, I am a list person).
The pros of my job include(d), but are/were not limited to:
1. fair-well gifts and cards and hugs and smiles and silly comments (like- ‘make us proud’) as I leave. I will miss my customers!
2. working with my friends. specifically Stephie. (no- that’s not her real name- and only I get to call her that). Maybe some of you also have this blessing, but working with your best friend is akin to attending high school as an adult… in that you’re daily routine includes people you love, not just people who tell you what to do.
3. working with my family. this can also be a con. but as a pro- I can say with certainty- if I didn’t work with my mother I would only know 1/2 as much about my family as I do now. Basically- we are all at work and not at home.. so we have to go to work to be with our family. It’s great- really. 🙂
4. the food! yes, I know- I’m moving to NYC where some of the best food ever is. but at the Baker’s Nook Cafe- it’s free. (to me) and it’s homemade. even if I have to make it.
see? This is our bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich.
The pros of leaving this job?
1. no more 4:30 am alarm clocks
2. no more watching the sun rise and hearing everyone’s morning voices while I’ve already been up for 2 hours!
3. no more walking in the freezer to get bread dough
4. no more smelling like food all day
5. or chipping my nails
6. or strategically stacking food in my car trunk
7. or working till 6 pm on Friday nights
8. or looonng days in the bakery for special events
(like the apple festival. Sooo glad to be missing out on THIS fun this year. Only 2000 apple dumplings that I don’t have to help with.)
As you can see- my job- although inconvenient at times- is much more worth having than leaving.
Just another thing to miss. (Although I admit, the work itself it is probably the thing I will miss the least.)