My former-former boss finally became an ex-employee.

She’s been leaving for the past six years, but obviously couldn’t find anything better until now. Or she only just picked up on the not-so-subtle hints that the company was trying their not-so-direct way of getting rid of people on her.

She used to have a massive budget which encouraged her to spend it by outsourcing projects which would have otherwise come to me. Which was crap for my development.

But she was hardly ever at work, and, when she was there, she was there late and then gone early, which give me two glorious years of slackerdom, where I got to emulate her example.

Good times, good times.

I remember this one day where she left at 3pm. I waited what I thought was a long-enough period, then left as well. Then we bumped into each other in the parking lot. Awk.Ward.

She couldn’t say anything because she was sneaking out as well. We just got into our cars and drove off and never spoke of that moment again.

Considering the restructuring (x2) of the past year, she wasn’t a bad boss. Even though she wasn’t a good boss. But she wasn’t pernicious. She was innocuous. Despite all the gossip and politics she engaged in.

I went to her leaving drinks on Friday.

She reckons I’ll be next to leave.

Considering three quarters of our team has left over the past year, there aren’t too many left to leave anyway.

Part of me likes being at the company I’m at, because my focus is my family and it is a family-friendly company.
But the other part of me is completely over what I’m doing.
But I just don’t know what I’d rather be doing.

And do you ever find how much happier you are when you don’t stop to think about the future and shit.

So, "do stop thinking about tomorrow", I guess?

There’s a song in there somewhere, I’m sure...