I handed in my resignation from my fifth employer less than a year after joining. It wasn’t unplanned; I’ve been meaning to for a couple of months now but it was certainly not what I was hoping to do ten months ago. In fact, I was keen on staying for good which was why I had given the original copies of my personal documents (transcripts and the like) – I didn’t think I would need them again.
Fast forward ten months later and I was saying goodbye. In a way, it was even harder this time around – this post was my first time to handle twenty-two direct reports (which dwindled to twenty due to transfers and resignations) and a couple of adopted “children” whom I have come to regard as a sort of family away from home. I was leaving, yes, but it was never because of them (nor the work for that matter; work was a bit stressful but I somehow enjoyed doing it).
I hope that the friendship survives but whatever happens, I have a lot of good memories:
|At the groundbreaking of the new building|
It was touching how the team managed to prepare a surprise for my birthday when it was right smack during our first ever month-end closing. And surprising also that they managed to decorate the entire two-story building our team occupies to win 1st place at the Xmas decoration contest, even though our backlog then was threatening to swallow us whole.
|Left: the guys serenading me on my birthday with “Beautiful Girl”; Right: Xmas Party at the Marriott|
But probably what touched my most is their despedida for me – from a carefully prepared video and presentation to an out of town games/drinking spree in Tagaytay. Even to the final one on ones I had with some of them (I didn’t get to finish them all, unfortunately), and the last minute phone calls to say goodbye. I didn’t cry then – it had long been my principle when I took on the role that I would not let them see me sad or otherwise emotional; I wanted them to look to me for strength and guidance. But it was heartbreaking to see these proofs and hear their messages and realize how much I was loved by the entire team.
|Despedida at Mariz’ family’s rest house in Tagaytay|
So here’s my thank you for all the wonderful times, saved for posterity on the internet. Thank you guys!