My boss, Craig, told me this morning that he's quitting. He is the director of sales for the midwest, and his announcement shrunk our little office from three people to two.
Of my two coworkers, Craig and Marilee (the new business manager for the region), Craig was whom I preferred. Marilee is nice and funny and has her days, but Craig and I got along really well. We both went to U of I so we bonded early and often about that, plus he's very laid back and cool. He never got frustrated by me (to my face anyway) and my inability to fully grasp the insurance world immediately. There was one time when he was out when something awfully Murphy's Law-esque happened, but it was a mistake that I didn't know I was making. And it was more a comedy of errors than anything. On both of our parts.
The winds of change and evolution are swirling around me today and my refusal to plant any roots here myself finds me in the mood to leave as well. I am not going to do that, mainly because I have one more month until my company starts match funding my 401(k). And while I don't plan on being here longer than six more months -- or less -- I would like that little extra in my retirement account to take with me.
I'm normally reticent to change when it initially is decided or announced, but I am an adapter. Come Tuesday, after all of this has sunk in and the permutations of the effects have been thought of, I'll be excited to move on with the change. I'm a little apprehensive though that the new person, whomever they hire, will not be nearly as cool or funny or laid back as Craig. And I'm a little nervous that I have to put my own feet to the fire and re-pretend that I know what I'm doing around here. The good news is that there is a lot of help from all kinds of corners in the company, but I don't want to appear ineffective or incompetant when the new person comes and makes a first impression.
We'll see how this ball bounces....
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