Deborah Woehr

I hate saying goodbye when I know that it will be longlasting or permanent. No matter how hard I try, the emotions always bubble out of me. Compared to the last job I had, this one was a dream. I’ve come to believe that the people you work with are 90% of the job.

I knew the contract was going to end, yet I didn’t anticipate the effect it would have on me until a couple of weeks ago. These people had become my second family. We laughed and joked everyday. We shared stories about our families. We worked as a team to get things done.

It was a tough day, but I managed to walk out the door with my dignity mostly intact. As I said in that meme, I don’t need to get drunk to make a fool out of myself.

I’ve made some good friends and some good contacts, which I look forward to catching up with over lunch.