Three

Apart from the obligatory/courtesy/please remember me compliments you receive from your teammates, the thing about your second to the last day of work is that there isn’t so much to do, giving you the time to surf the net, and of course, blog.

(Uhh, just received an e-mail from a teammate saying that she’s gonna miss me. =) Rye, don’t get me wrong ha, I will miss you too.)

Tomorrow’s saying good-bye is my second, well, saying good-bye to work and to the people who made the work worth the RSI and the swallowing of pride.

The first one was with the Youn family a month ago. The good thing about it was that I didn’t have to go through the painful process of rehearsing in my mind how to deliver my resignation speech, and of dealing with “resignation guilt”.

Before Mrs. Youn (as I called her, I didn’t have the chance to ask for her first name) officially told me that it was saying good-bye time, the seven year old Jung-Won was so happy to announce to me that they are going back to Korea. Her three-year old brother, on the other hand, pushed me out the door and repeatedly said, “Kita ta ugma!” Theirs was such a genuine way of saying bye. It was an honest good-bye, “not see you later” or “keep in touch” or “i will miss you” good-bye.

My last day of work, which is tomorrow, will be culminated by a team christmas party, and hey, they have been asking me since last week to deliver a parting song. Please help me look for a name for this kind of saying good-bye. Uhmm, an “embarrass- yourself-before-you-go” good-bye?

And the third, the big saying good-bye that umbrellas the first two good-byes, will come 11 days from now.