My boss who just hired me turned (autocorrected to "sunburned"?) in his notice today. He's going to work for Ford.
And I can't tell anyone.
I need a drink.
He called me into the office and asked me to close (autocorrected to "tonight"??) the door, and blew me away with the news.
After he practically wooed me to take a chance and be a part of this outstanding new department.
After leaving a position in the field in which I'm most experienced.
And the inevitable speech about me being s shining star and not yet realizing my full potential.
Followed by me having to carry the department (in this instance, a department of one sole [read: soul] survivor) for the next year.
This is the third boss who's left me.
I'm starting to take it personally.
Mass & energy, I suppose. All just relativity...
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