Woozy
as far as i have planned, i never have to go to work again.
that is an odd feeling. it sort of kept me up last night.
these past few days at work have been non-stop, action-packed, and other gene shallit-esque adjectives. on wednesday we hired my replacement. at 4:00 pm. HR asked her to start thursday at 9:00 am and she agreed.
then i scrambled to find tickets for bartlebee and me to the gala which was that evening. normally the SFS staff gets free tickets to the gala. it's one of the real perks of working there. in fact, when i gave notice in early june, i made this week my last because i wanted to go to the gala and have that be my last concert.
but they didn't offer us tickets this year. yo yo ma was the soloist and it sold real well and "there were no tickets left for staff."
that's arsey.
there would have been plenty of tickets left for staff if they had HELD SOME BACK for the staff who put on the event, accept below market pay, etc.
people, including me, were very cranky about the lack of tickets.
i pulled all my strings and most of them broke off in my fingers. even plaintive emails involving "last week at the symphony, getting married" returned responses easily condensed to "sorry charlie."
i did prevail in the end, however, and scored not only seats, but some of the best i've ever had at the symhony. we got all be-tuxed and looked at the lovely and horrible dresses and the authentic and plastic faces and honestly, truly, wonderfully enjoyed hearing yo yo ma bow through some shostakovich. my boss was off to switzerland in the morning so we said our somewhat blokey goodbyes backstage.
quick hug. "send us a postcard" he says. in boss that means, "thanks for two and a half years of assistance." i speak boss. it's cool.
thursday the fresh-out-of-college woman who's replacing me shows up. i spend the entire day speaking at 75 rpm trying to download years worth of procedures, names, specifications, and gossip. she goes home at 4:00 looking like she's been hit by a very small, very dense bus.
i go home feeling much the same.
and yesterday was my last day. more training. i took my trainee down to yurba buena gardens for our free concert there at noon. MTT said goodbye to me -- the third time he's spoken to me in as many years -- which was awfully polite. my gang took me out to lunch at jillian's which was sweet. gave me an engraved leatherman. then we went back to the office and said some goodbyes.
and then i walked out the door.
job done.
which is still sinking in.
some people at work made noises about seeing me again next week -- to do a wedding celebratory something or other -- but i'm not sure how reasonable that is. i have a feeling i'll be a tad busy.
i'd be quite happy to see my gang there again, even next week, just as long as i don't have to go back into davies hall for a while. i need some distance. and i realize now that i forgot to jot down phone numbers of the contractors and colleagues and etc that i'd actually want to keep in touch with. guess i'll have to email someone to fwd me all that stuff. after the wedding.
i feel a little woozy about it. cutting that tie. handing in my I.D. and keys. between me and the wedding we've got a bachelor party tonight and, uh, nothing.
it's a week from today.
bartlebee's mom is in from oz. all systems are go. we're getting horribly generous gifts from all sorts of people.
i feel a little woozy about it.
