In days past, when I’ve resigned a job, one of the first questions asked is “Ken, what can we do to keep you?”
In my current situation, this question has yet to be asked, because my resignation was submitted to doers, who are supposed not only to help make things happen on the job, but also to be human resources, grievance boards, and general company factotums.
These folk were understanding, accepting, and perhaps even a tad envious that I’d managed to break free of the slogging quagmire that is our current job. I didn’t expect, nor did they provide, the corporate cheerleading hokum that ensues in cases like this. Doers just don’t do that; that’s why they are doers.
The non-doers, on the other hand, at our corporate level have been loud by their silence.
Maybe the non-doers don’t know I’m leaving; they may not even know I was ever there.
To them, adieu. Just process my exit paperwork. I’ll probably ask the doers1 for help there, too. To the doers, I’ll miss you all.
-k-
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