Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Currently my two favorite words in the english language are "severance package." After waiting for MONTHS to hear what the selection process would be, I heard exactly what I wanted to: if you choose to not apply for a job in the new organization, you are eligible for a package. The timing of leaving (may not be till the end of the year) and dinero details won't be known for a while yet, but by this time next week it will be clear that I've chosen to de-select myself. Thank you very, very much.
It will take a while to have awkward conversations, hash out details, etc before it can all truly sink in, but already I'm beginning to feel like this:
(this picture is a few years old and was originally one of about a thousand that I took of myself for my venture into online dating--a subject for another post--but still quite accurately depicts the sense of joy I'm beginning to feel)
Severance, from the infinitive to sever, is much too violent a term for what I'm opting for. Mercy package would be a better term. Or, if we're really spelling it out: No excuses not to write package.
Time to start planning my exit party!!!