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The Ethical Job Resignation

Posted in Business, Photography, Prose, Ramblings with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 17, 2015 by A Rambling Poet

In these times of meta-fast living, some things should remain the same, and one of these is a decent way to resign from your job. We’ve all heard the old slogan “Leave all the doors open”. Whether it’s a cliché or not doesn’t matter, it’s alright to stick to some clichés, just as it’s sometimes right to bend the rules and change the existing status quo.

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Two weeks ago I submitted a resignation to my boss with a standard two-week notice. Almost all endings are sad or at least bitter sweet. Looking back to when I began my job my intention was to work in my company until I retire. I doubt that many think about leaving or quitting when they start a new job. We work and stay in our positions, progress and move up the ladder of success. Or we stagnate for reasons out of our control, or life circumstances change and at some point in life we realize that we’ll have to change the job eventually.

If you work in a competitive industry, the worst possible situation for your current boss, manager, supervisor, company owner etc, is when you are moving to a new job with a competitor. I can only imagine the kind of thoughts and worries going through their minds, the need to protect the intellectual property, to keep current customers, to safeguard the values important to the company and vulnerability in a competitive marketplace. That is why very often managers don’t allow you to work for two weeks, but prefer to walk you out of the door, say goodbye and good luck, and close the door behind you. You shouldn’t take that personally, it is common practice and considering the fact that many employees aren’t ethical or decent, it is often a sensible decision.

However, at times, your current manager will choose to take the risk and keep you around for two weeks because it is important to him and the company to smoothly finalize all open jobs, to satisfy customer’s needs and prepare the field for new employee who’ll step into your shoes. If this is the case, then respect the trust your boss has placed in you. He or she is showing that you are trusted to continue to work ethically up to the very last moment; you should return that trust, do your work, finish all open projects and finish out your notice by doing your job as you have always done it. Believe me; you will feel better by doing so, even proud for giving your best effort and knowing that you have left with your good reputation enhanced. Your boss will appreciate your diligence, and your customers will be grateful. As a bonus, you can be certain that if you ever need a reference, this is one ex-boss that will give you one.

I was the last to leave the office today, my desk full of lovely gifts, bouquet of gorgeous roses from my boss, a bottle of wine from my closest colleague, a shawl from ladies in the office, cookies, thank-you cards, but most of all, smiles, hugs and good luck wishes. We laughed and recollected events and stories from our many years of working together, spoke about future plans, made promises to stay in touch and meet from time to time. I sent off my last quotes, my last emails, finalized billings, and closed my file, And then logged out of my computer, cleaned up my desk for the last time, turned the lights off and walked away smiling. There will be challenges ahead for my former colleagues and for myself, and we will manage them. This much I know.

Farewell

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Avoiding Nemo – The Photo Saga – Blizzard of 2013 hits Milford, CT

Posted in Memories/ Memoirs, Photography, Quick Notes, Ramblings with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2013 by A Rambling Poet

We expected a lot of snow,but not this much .

Whiteness in sepia

It started snowing  on Friday morning 2/8/13 and stopped on Saturday, sometimes  around 14:00 here , in Milford CT.

I haven’t seen this much snow here since I moved to CT in 1999.

guest parking lot

Actually,  I can recall only 2-3 times in my lifetime when snow-covered the cars as much. If I were 19 years old I’d probably have a party and completely enjoy it, but after you hit 50+ and have not spent your life on the ski slopes, you practically like to see snow from your window, with a hot cup of tea, or coffee or anything as long as you are safely in your home and away from this white damage.

window mess

Anyway, I said, this was a photo-saga, not a rambling saga, so here come the photos (and if I knew how to post a slide show, instead of gallery, I would do it, but the little slide show button disappeared and I can’t find it .

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Oh, by the way, as I write this, the workers are outside on our parking lot and they are digging out our cars from under the snow mountains, the sound of machines beeping and making a noise was never as welcomed as it is now. Tomorrow, I will take my camera again and take a photo of their wonderful work .

I was so happy to stay at home.....but I had to go outside and snap photos, and by the way, have you seen my Snowman ?

I was so happy to stay at home…..but I had to go outside and snap photos, and by the way, have you seen my Snowman ?

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Be safe and warm, New Englanders……we’ve got through this. We won !

Remembering my Dad….with Autumn Colors and B&W Memories

Posted in Memories/ Memoirs, Photography, Prose, Ramblings with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 27, 2012 by A Rambling Poet

Two years ago, on this day, my Dad passed away. I took a long walk down to Woodmont beach, wrote his name in the sand, my messages of love and sadness and took photos that day…perhaps to remember the day, I am not sure … and today, I took the same walk, visited the same places, I did not write in the sand…. the colors of autumn….the colors of memory … surrounded me.

I wonder if I will go next year again, will this urge to record memories  and the colors of His day….persist..

Two years ago

Goodbye Dad

Woodmont…with my Dad on my mind…today

 

 

Their Resting Homes, Our Duty to Remember

Posted in Memories/ Memoirs, Photography, Ramblings with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 24, 2012 by A Rambling Poet

I posted some of these photos on FB…and nobody made any comment, and I wondered (for a short time ) if cemeteries depress most people, if it is the thought of our own death that lurks back at us from photos alone?…..

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I find peace in such places….a moment to remember; stories from the past come alive and I imagine that “they” know I am around, visiting them, talking to them, telling them my own stories.

Then….I go home…they remain at their homes. Perhaps they smile.

Posted in Photography, Ramblings with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on June 10, 2012 by A Rambling Poet

On the road and so on.. dogs are out and they brought their friends for a chat..

 

Lovely clouds…

 

 

Summer is almost here…

 

 

 

Just another way to relax after work…

Posted in Photography, Ramblings with tags , , , , , , , , , , on June 10, 2012 by A Rambling Poet

After a particularly hectic day at work, I have discovered a way to relax….with my camera in hand. When you look around to spot an interesting object, there is not enough space inside your mind to think about work….at least not all the time.

Extreme (Tree) Trimming ?

Posted in Photography, Ramblings on June 10, 2012 by A Rambling Poet

Every here and there our mother – Nature – sends us hurricanes, storms and such gifts of hers. Last year she sent Irene, and Irene proved to be a dutiful daughter, obediently bringing down some trees, some houses, lots of debris. It looked like this:

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Then came Autumn Nor’easter and knocked out more trees, brought down light poles….

And because of Irene and few storms that followed this year, our Governor Malloy decided that trees must be trimmed, future growth planned, get the branches out of the electrical wires, should our Mother Nature decide to send her gifts ahead, we are to be ready, we will cut our trees, move them away, because…..”people….trees grow !”… Hello? Haven’t they known this when trees were planted so close to the wires, to the highways, to the local trees?  Anyway, this is what some of the action brought out so far:

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Now we have artistic looking trees, with huge holes in them, we can see sky in the middle of the tree…are we to be excited with this new look…?

Amen

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