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As I mentioned in a previous post, I got a new job recently. While I stayed within the same company, I left a team I’d been with since 2003.
It was a bittersweet parting. The new gig is awesome - it’s full-time technical writing, which I’ve been trying to break into forever.
You can’t make the best of omelets without breaking at least one egg, and this seemed to take a dozen.
I had to leave a team in which I feel quite invested, having helped build it into what it is today. But more than that, it’s leaving the team members that is hard, and not just because several of them are my personal friends. They have a tough and often thankless job that is all too easy for outsiders to criticize or undervalue, and I’ve been their champion behind the scenes many, many times. As dorky as it is, it’s been hard to trust that they won’t be flayed alive without Mother Uppity there to protect them.
Anyway, on my last day, my old friends gave me a warm send-off that included a ginormous cake, a righteous Wonder Woman Christmas tree ornament, and this fab t-shirt.1
Besides singing praises to my writing skills, this shirt is also a wonderful motivator to become more physically fit.2 It’s a medium-sized baby-doll, which means that its actual intended wearer is a 16-year-old hottie. While I have no desire to be 16 again, I have nothing against striving for hottie status.
Photo by Lachlan.
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You are loved, and dearly missed. Sorry about the sizing, as it should in NO way be construed as a message to lose any weight!