Sunday, June 16, 2019

I hope you're happy.

When I arrived at the arts-and-crafts store late last month, the store manager unlocked the doors to let me in and said, "Today's my last day here." 

Turns out he was being transferred to another location that needed "fixing". He was told the news two days prior (naturally). 

Even though I gave a "soft" two-weeks notice before this and said I'd stay several weeks after that to help show him parts of my job, the store manager asked if I wanted to go ahead and make his last day my last too. I paused for a second and agreed. 

It wouldn't make sense for the new store manager to come on board only for me to introduce myself and tell her I'm leaving three weeks later. 

It was all a bit abrupt. I only got to say goodbye to those that were working that particular day but this way it's a clean break and there's no drawn-out goodbyes. 

I did tear up while gathering my things in my little office space. Nine years working in this place. It's the longest I've held a job and it'll be strange not being in that routine anymore. That's a long time to suddenly not be there, you know? 

It was a stressful, thankless job that I loathed (initially) but one I not only endured and survived but eventually mastered and excelled at. I saw old management who were nasty and downright mean to me, replaced with those that were much more appreciative and easier to work with. 

I outlasted three store managers, nine assistant store managers, and hundreds of staff that all came and went over the years. Only two coworkers remain that came before me. Everyone else started after me, eventually making me a senior member of the team. 

This song was recently playing on the overhead speakers. I felt it was the store singing goodbye to me but also me singing the song to myself:

Three part-time jobs becomes two once more and I now I have the weekends off. 

It took almost a decade, but I can finally say I'm free from retail!!


naturgesetz said...


When I first read that you agreed to the suggestion to leave that day, I thought it was unfortunate, that you should have kept to your decision to stay until the end of June. But then I realized that you don't owe the store anything, and it even makes sense for the new manager to start with someone new. So I think there's something nice about being able to leave with Brian.

Now maybe you can get to some Cubs games. LOL

Anyway, I hope you're happy. I'm sure you are. (It's a nice song.) Love you.

Dean Grey said...


Yes, there was something very fitting--and almost sweet--about leaving the same day as my store manager. I really stuck around those past few years out of loyalty to him anyway so it just made sense.

And NO on the Cubs games! Don't even get me started on them!