Anyone who has been reading my blog (poor you) will know I'm changing jobs. Well I've learned a another valuable lesson. Don't save your holidays up when you want to leave, so you can have a quick break.
The Thursday just gone my boss called me in after I had been doing abit of delicate work on the system (the sort you don't want to break off half way through).
Anyway he decides it is time we had a clean break, the company needs to learn to work without me. So he offers (like I going to argue with him) to put me on garden leave. I try to not look too happy, but if that's what he wants, I was quite willing to work my notice and I made that point quite clear.
So I've spent the last two working days at home, not in the garden but working around the house. It's been a dream, I only feel slightly aggrieved that about 7 days of this garden leave is actually my own.
To add to this I met a (ex-)colleague for lunch the next day. Apparently it was sort of planned, but has left him somewhat in the lurch, I could not see the urgency he had in a few of the system changes, until you take into account I was the one that really know them.
My boss also had slagged me off afterwards to a couple of the managers, among other things calling me "unprofessional". Of all the things to level at me this I have to say is the strangest, and it makes me truly glad not to be there anymore.
I feel sorry for the rest of them having to cope with his ever more erratic Jekyll and Hyde personality.
ttfn
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