Last Day
So my last post was going to be about a bunch of different subjects, and I assure you that had I finished it, it would have been fantastic. Oh well the world is spared my genius again.
The biggest thing in my life now though is my unemployment, so I'll discuss that.
Thursday, June 30th the last day of the fiscal year was my last day with the Bookstore. It was an interesting day full of mixed feelings, and last minute organizing. As I said it was the end of the fiscal year, and everyone was spending their budgets madly so they would get the same next year. It was a little hard to walk around seeing all this renovation in other departments knowing that I was getting axed to save money. The Bookstore has always given the College a fair amount of it's profits, mostly to ensure that they'll never be replaced by some big chain bookstore.
To me the logic fails here somehow. They could have easily kept the Bookstore open, and operate it at a slight loss. Obviously one of our major jobs has been to serve the student population, and one of the things I always liked about my job was that it was never competitively retail. Anyways it was a number thing, and obviously it made sense to my boss.
So I didn't have a lot to do in the way of work that day. Which was good as I had to say goodbye to everyone a million times. The ladies who work in the office next to mine both made me a chocolate cake which was incredibly nice. So I sat and ate cake while people filed in to have cake, and say goodbye. It was a little weird as I was never really super close to anyone there, but I really appreciated the thought.
Then I headed over to the big campus Bookstore where they were doing inventory, and taking a break to head to a nearby Chinese restaurant for lunch. One of the managers had invited me by email, but I still felt guilty for going as I wasn't actually helping them. It was funny because the Print Services department had gone out for Chinese the week before. I'm sure they owed it to me anyways. Lunch was nice though as I sat by a few people I had known since I started. It was nice, but I realized I hardly knew anyone who worked there anymore. When it was over I walked back to the Store with them, and they started inventory again, eager to be finished so they could go home no doubt.
They were so focused that there was little fanfare as I left. I was glad that there wasn't a big scene, but it was also depressing. I can crave attention as much as the next person. Actually the funny thing was that I don't think people realized that it was truly my last day. A lot of people thought that the Bookstore was just being closed for the Summer, and that I would be back. I know that I am often uncommunicative and I should work on it, but I wasn't about to go around trumpeting to people that I was never coming back.
So I went back to my small college as I still had work to do. My obsession to see everything nice and neat drove me to complete a bunch of stuff I could have left. I actually ended up leaving late.
Well I won't lie, there was a few times when I found myself becoming verklempt knowing I would never be back. Thinking about it though I knew it was my co-workers that I would miss, and really I was thinking about the good old days when I first started at the big campus bookstore. The employees then had been almost like a family, and the bookstore had been a much nicer place, more generous place to work then.
So when I left I made a couple of vows. First that I was never going to go back to work for them again. There's many positive points to employment there, but I no longer have time for their screwing around. If I'm going to be loyal to the place I work I expect them to return that loyalty, and not just use me for as long as they need. As I write this I'm becoming agitated so I should move on to my next vow.
I was going to kill the next person who asked, "So what are you going to do now?" If I knew that I would be doing it instead of getting laid off from the stupid bookstore.
The biggest thing in my life now though is my unemployment, so I'll discuss that.
Thursday, June 30th the last day of the fiscal year was my last day with the Bookstore. It was an interesting day full of mixed feelings, and last minute organizing. As I said it was the end of the fiscal year, and everyone was spending their budgets madly so they would get the same next year. It was a little hard to walk around seeing all this renovation in other departments knowing that I was getting axed to save money. The Bookstore has always given the College a fair amount of it's profits, mostly to ensure that they'll never be replaced by some big chain bookstore.
To me the logic fails here somehow. They could have easily kept the Bookstore open, and operate it at a slight loss. Obviously one of our major jobs has been to serve the student population, and one of the things I always liked about my job was that it was never competitively retail. Anyways it was a number thing, and obviously it made sense to my boss.
So I didn't have a lot to do in the way of work that day. Which was good as I had to say goodbye to everyone a million times. The ladies who work in the office next to mine both made me a chocolate cake which was incredibly nice. So I sat and ate cake while people filed in to have cake, and say goodbye. It was a little weird as I was never really super close to anyone there, but I really appreciated the thought.
Then I headed over to the big campus Bookstore where they were doing inventory, and taking a break to head to a nearby Chinese restaurant for lunch. One of the managers had invited me by email, but I still felt guilty for going as I wasn't actually helping them. It was funny because the Print Services department had gone out for Chinese the week before. I'm sure they owed it to me anyways. Lunch was nice though as I sat by a few people I had known since I started. It was nice, but I realized I hardly knew anyone who worked there anymore. When it was over I walked back to the Store with them, and they started inventory again, eager to be finished so they could go home no doubt.
They were so focused that there was little fanfare as I left. I was glad that there wasn't a big scene, but it was also depressing. I can crave attention as much as the next person. Actually the funny thing was that I don't think people realized that it was truly my last day. A lot of people thought that the Bookstore was just being closed for the Summer, and that I would be back. I know that I am often uncommunicative and I should work on it, but I wasn't about to go around trumpeting to people that I was never coming back.
So I went back to my small college as I still had work to do. My obsession to see everything nice and neat drove me to complete a bunch of stuff I could have left. I actually ended up leaving late.
Well I won't lie, there was a few times when I found myself becoming verklempt knowing I would never be back. Thinking about it though I knew it was my co-workers that I would miss, and really I was thinking about the good old days when I first started at the big campus bookstore. The employees then had been almost like a family, and the bookstore had been a much nicer place, more generous place to work then.
So when I left I made a couple of vows. First that I was never going to go back to work for them again. There's many positive points to employment there, but I no longer have time for their screwing around. If I'm going to be loyal to the place I work I expect them to return that loyalty, and not just use me for as long as they need. As I write this I'm becoming agitated so I should move on to my next vow.
I was going to kill the next person who asked, "So what are you going to do now?" If I knew that I would be doing it instead of getting laid off from the stupid bookstore.
posted by Eman at 10:08 PM
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