Goodbyes fucking suck…
Today marks the final chapter for many of the people that work here in this building, which is the US headquarters for my company.
Roughly 8 months ago, our CEO gathered us all up in a large room and told of the news that our company was being relocated to a larger location in Albany. It was inevitable as the company has been doing obscenely well since I got here and has only gotten infinitely better since. With that Oprah boost a few days ago, that huge new space they call home up in Albany will certainly be put to good use and fast. There was no way our little building here will handle the volume in the coming months and years.
Right now pictures are being taken, memories talked, cried and laughed over, boxes are being packed up, e-mails are being exchanged and there are long faces everywhere. Sure, we have all known this day would get here eventually, but the finality of it all just slammed a lot of us in the face pretty hard today. Many people have been here 5, 10, 15 and 20+ years and I can’t imagine what is going through their heads now. As I have been walking around making sure people have their stuff properly backed up and such, I see a lot of them staring out into space. I wonder what they are thinking about?
I just passed the CEO’s office and he caught me looking at him as he was, for the very last day, staring out his window. I wish I had my camera to snap his picture because the look on his face pretty much said it all at the moment I just happened to walk by. Little did he expect when we were told the news that we all would proudly stick by the company and help it only get stronger. Little did he know that we would be training our own replacements with nothing but smiles and some light-hearted jokes. Little did he know that we only lost but a few people between that time and today because this place is like a secondary family for them.
Little did he know that even up until today, with 2 and a half hours left, we’re working hard at getting our final day of business done and prepped the new crew starting on Monday about three hours away from here…
I’m actually staying on a little longer along with several others to make sure things run tight here in this office as the full transition to Albany occurs. Mostly it involves transferring of data, keeping the network running smooth and packing up a whole mess of machines. I’m glad to have had 2 of my years devoted to working with such a fine group of people.
I’m probably never going to work for a company that feels like this again and that’s what saddens me the most…
Got this one from Steph
Just in case you weren’t feeling old enough today, this will certainy change things. Each year the staff at Beloit College in Wisconsin puts together a list to try to give the Faculty a sense of the mindset of this year’s incoming freshman.
Here is this year’s list:
The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1985.
They have no meaningful recollection of the Reagan Era and probably did not know he had ever been shot.
They were prepubescent when the Persian Gulf War was waged.
There has been only one Pope in their lifetime.
They were 8 when the Soviet Union broke apart and do not remember the Cold War.
They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.
Tianamen Square means nothing to them.
Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.
Atari predates them, as do vinyl albums.
The statement “You sound like a broken record” means nothing to them.
They have never owned a record player.
They have likely never played Pac Man and have never heard of Pong.
They may have never heard of an 8 track. The Compact Disc was introduced when they were 1 year old.
They have always had an answering machine.
Most have never seen a TV set with only 13 channels, nor have they seen a black and white TV.
They have always had cable.
There have always been VCRs, but they have no idea what BETA was.
They cannot fathom not having a remote control.
They don’t know what a cloth baby diaper is, or know about the “Help me, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up” commercial.
Feeling old Yet? There’s more:
They were born the year that Walkmen were introduced by Sony.
Roller skating has always meant inline for them.
Michael Jackson has always been white.
Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.
They have no idea when or why Jordache jeans were cool.
Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave.
They have never seen Larry Bird play.
They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.
The Vietnam War is as ancient history to them as W.W.I, W.W.II and the Civil War.
They have no idea that Americans were ever held hostage in Iran.
They can’t imagine what hard contact lenses are.
They don’t know who Mork was or where he was from. (The correct answer, by the way, is Ork)
They never heard: “Where’s the beef?”, “I’d walk a mile for a Camel,” or “De plane, de plane!”
They do not care who shot J.R. and have no idea who J.R. was.
Kansas, Chicago, Boston, America, and Alabama are bands, not places.
There has always been MTV.
They don’t have a clue how to use a typewriter.
Here’s an interesting little game to try out. Unfortunately, this involves a significant other (or friend) and can’t be done alone. Nooooooo, it’s nothing naughty… That’s for another web site. 😉
Ok, here we go.
Feed your S/O something and pay careful attention to their reaction before they eat it. I’m wondering if what I have seen over the years holds true.
Didja feed him/her?
I have yet to meet a guy who does not look at what is being fed to him. I’m included in this as well. No matter who it is, I will not be able to eat the food until I look at it and see what it is. EVEN if I know exactly what the food being fed to me is, I (and most of the men I have seen this performed on) will still have to look at it if it goes into my mouth.
Almost every woman I know will always eat what was given to her without looking at it.
Can someone please explain this to me? I remember reading somewhere that women have a much higher sense of smell than men do. My guess is that because of that, they will smell the food from a farther distance and not need to look at it before it goes down the pipe. Whereas, men (with the lesser sense of smell) will need to visually inspect the item as it gets closer to our mouth.
Of course I could be talking out of my ass, but I just wanted to know if what I have seen over the years amongst my friends holds true for the rest of blog land.