Happy New Month / Same Old Job

I feel very odd. It’s been a while since I’ve handed in my resignation anywhere and I had forgotten that it makes you feel excited, anxious, vulnerable and weird. I’m doing my usual duties, but I’m only keeping the seat warm until they find someone else to replace me. I’m planning things for the future of the company that I will not be around to see the results of. I am in a strange Limboland of my own creation.
I didn’t know what the reaction from Head Office would be, but I expected there to be a reaction of some kind. Instead I’ve heard nothing. Their response to my decision to leave has been complete silence.  No doubt there are a couple of under-worked middle-managers somewhere, twiddling their abacuses and speaking to external consultants and deciding whether to let me go and save some wages or ask me to stay and offer me a few more quid. I imagine, in the end, the chance to reduce their staffing outgoings will win out over any chance of improving my contract conditions in an attempt to persuade me to hang around. It’s pretty much a given that my job title is on the way out next year anyway, so me leaving in February means they avoid having to pay me redundancy when the restructuring finally happens.
Anyway – that’s not my concern anymore.
But it might have been nice to be acknowledged, at least.

RC 2-12-20