By Irina Skaya
Today is my last day with a valued marketing organization. A lot of lessons learned, strong work relationships and funny memories built here. Some things I thought I would never admit now make me laugh, like locking myself out of the office on the first day of work and walking 13 floors down until I found an emergency door that wasn’t locked. And then there are some things I’d still hate to admit but there were too many witnesses, like my goodbye fiesta at Rio Grande that came to a close as I skated through the floor, but landed gracefully (in my favorite Marciano shoes and BCBG one-shoulder dress) without exposing anything at all but my aching and bruised knees. Now a recap of my last week that makes goodbyes so hard…
The Cube Cleanout
The cube I spent more hours in than in my apartment has been cleaned and emptied out. I gave away plants, mugs, and even set up a goodbye-giveaway box that included CD’s, a glass vase, a magical drawing board and more…
The Lunch
I was pleasantly surprised and fortunate enough to have two lunches instead of one—first, with my very first boss who mentored me throughout my career here and to whom I will continue to come to for professional advice (and fashion opinion). The second one was with my current, well now almost former department, the Marketing Communications team and friends whom I will miss dearly.
The Party
And then two nights ago, the rest of my close colleagues took me to the margarita maven where we shared spicy salsa and juicy stories. Colleagues who no longer work at the company came to wish me farewell and catch up. I had a great time and hopefully we will continue these close-nit relationships beyond a common workplace.
And last but not least
I will greatly miss this place that was my first real, full-time place of employment out of college, and everything it has taught me, even the hard way. I will cherish the friends I made here and will make every effort to stay in touch.
Cheers!
PS. The last thing said to me, “Now go kick some a** or I will kick yours!” Classic!
