I’ve never been fired. Have you?
I’ve never gotten the pink slip, the axe, the boot, or the heave ho.
Never been downsized, transitioned, restructured, or offered an early retirement package.
Nor have I been let go, laid off, terminated, or streamlined.
I have, however, exited early on more than a few occasions. Once I went too hastily, impulsively really, and it’s a regret I acknowledge. Usually though, when it has been time for me to leave, there have been no tears.
Except in Kazakhstan.
Remember this song by Johnny Paycheck?
Once upon a time, I pretty much (kind of, sort of) said “Take this job and shove it.” It felt as good as the song leads us to believe. At the time. I ran to the door.
How about you? How have your exits been?
small lengthy post script by way of explanation for the surprise post Monday morning. I was as surprised as anyone. Last March, when I began this “Three Things I Wish I Knew” series, I wrote and scheduled them through April. Then I bundled the remaining ideas into a single post and scheduled it for the first weekday in May: time enough to be sure I’d revisit it. Then promptly forgot about it.
I will be revisiting this idea at some point. Or perhaps it’ll wind up becoming my summer series. Time, as “they” say, will tell.)