Sunday, March 02, 2008
So they decided on a Sunday to have me farewell party... a lil too early actually (which i didn't mind since NPG is away for the weekend and as such i didn't need to be hypocritical having to invite him if he WAS around when i didn't want him around anyway.. :0 ) cos that Sunday was today.
Firstly, for some reason most of the crew were actually excited to be planning it for me... they asked me what time i wanted it, they asked what drinks i wanted, they asked if i wanted anything else (i was funnily thinking there's a bunch of people who's happy at my farewell, they even had champagne in champagne glasses set up like royalty!!!!)
So............ everything from the setup, to the drinks offered, was kindly seen to by them. Thank you Teo for your help in everything... the cheesy nachos which you made for us were a godsend! Thank you Suz and VJ for everything else... setting up, serving and re-filling drinks and even kindly remembering the rubbish bin!!! Thank you God for the good sunny weather (even if the wind did pick up after awhile and threaten to topple all the glassware we had on the table).
So at 1pm we had the toasting (thank you everyone for toasting to my future and all those well-wishes..), and the rest of the time was spent mingling around, having laughs, remembering how I first came in, remembering all the years we've spent together, remembering so many things. Even newbie Joycelyn was having a good time, although she did complain of a headache from having too much vodka afterwards. Lucky me, I fled the scene before I got myself into that!
We all missed Ricky and Nic (the steward, of course, not the other one) and D, even Bernie the iritating and Jessie the nyonya, and Jeff who would probably be busy with his new baby Isaac, and the rest of the crew who are contentedly onleave right now, it would have been merrier had them all been around.
But I was happy enough to have these lot celebrating with me. A very sweet bunch, they are. I am going to miss most of them, I'm sure.
Even if on most days they annoy the crap out of me.
So tomorrow begins my official handovers. Yes, the ones where we go through each and everything again, and this time with signatures on papers. Official, gettit? I hope all goes well. There are still some things that she still hasn't really taken to yet, but I think she should get the hang of things after the intial couple of months. It took me about 4 months before I actually knew what I was doing... but then again I didn't have any handovers from anyone else and had to take my own time learning the things myself so I guess 4 months wasn't so bad.
I was meaning to pack the office this weekend, take away all my stuff thats cramming the table right now. You know all those dramas when someone leaves the office with a boxful of their stuff from their worktable.. yeah something like that. Maybe tomorrow. Every little thing in my office reminds me of something. From that small photoframe, to that swinging clock which hasnt worked since the swells got it tumbling from the table. The bits and pieces of knick-knacks in the small tray. Pieces of notes and reminders from god-knows-when. Handwritten wishes... Everything. Even that pen which I haven't used for so long.
All reminders. From the 3++ years I have spent here.
God.
I actually do feel some sentiments coming up... right about now!
Goodnight Sunday.