I no longer work in the theatre industry. I imagined telling the company where they could stick their job, making a speech to set the record straight and dancing gleefully out of the office. But of course I didn't do any of that. I worked my notice as diligently as ever, mumbled my thanks at my leaving do and left quietly, still with some feelings of doubt and regret.
I'll miss a handful of people in the office and several more across the industry, plus a few other things that made the days bearable.
I'll miss the outdoor swimming, and despite the rocky start, I'll miss the "Bums, Tums and Thighs" class (I had farewell more teary with the instructor than with any of my colleagues).
I'll miss the smiling man who hands me the London Paper every night and the woman who sells the Big Issue.
I'll miss lunches from Food for Thought. I'll miss the shops, although my savings plan won't. I'll miss the journey to work that I can do without even thinking.
But I won't miss the job and I won't miss the department. And perhaps I will be able to re-enter somewhere down the line.
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Hope you don't mind my asking, but where do you go from here?
Well done you for taking the jump. Good luck with your new job hon.
Hooray! Congrats. What are your plans now?
It sounds really exciting! Best of luck.
I'm currently on a week off but on Monday I start at the new job. I will be in charge for communications for an organisation working in the community and voluntary sector. It will involve sorting out their communications, but also helping small organisations set up their own websites, which I'm really interested in doing. Its all very grown-up and a bit scary but I finally feel it is a job where I'll be using my brain.
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