EXIT
Today I had my "exit interview" at work. The point of which seems to be, give work lots of free tips on how to stop remotely talented people from jumping ship as soon as is humanly possible, while giving me precisely nothing of use. Am I suprised? Not particularly.
So anyway, I got to work at the ungodly hour of 10:25, which was 5 minutes before the the interview was scheduled for. Of course I had got a call 15 minutes earlier saying the interviewer was already waiting for me in the office. Am I suprised? Not particularly. Lots of bunk about why did I leave, which I stylishly responded to along the lines of "more money, and there are no career prospects here whatsoever, but thats ok because I was told as much when I started", which prompted a look of shock from the interviewer. This amused me no end. It went on in this fashion for at least 30 seconds, I was offered the chance to write some glowing prose in a box on the questionaire which I politely declined. I had to organise this interview myself because personnel forgot (or didn't give a shit, tick appropriate box).
Final day tomorrow, and then I'm off for a relaxing few days in darkest wales (no doubt taking photos in the darkest of Welsh nights), before returning to devour a 200 a4 page manual for my new workplace. I'll be working Up Town, which is a little nerve wracking, but if I can pull it off I'll be really very satisfied. Oh and there's the money too. I'm not mercenary, really I'm not.
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