So yesterday was a landmark day. It was the day I went in to work to get the last of my stuff. Of course, I haven’t actually done any work since December, but I’ve had my account and access and all sorts of stuff since then. But the time came where the company actually called my boss on the fact that we’ve sort of pushed the 2 year limit on contractors, and made them cut me loose.<\/p>\n
I came in and packed up everything, had a batch of nostalgic conversation, ran into a bunch of people, almost everyone that I’d care to find… and the last two I ran into on the way out. Also on the way out, in a very weird coincidence, we ran into another 8 year Yahoo, and it was also his last day.<\/p>\n
So, unlike most people, I didn’t have a big going away party. I didn’t get a cake, I didn’t get a party, but then again, it wasn’t like I had a traditional departure. As I carted out six boxes full of toy hamsters and o’reilly books, and era was ending, and there was no fanfare, nothing to signify my passing. I left, not with a bang…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So yesterday was a landmark day. It was the day I went in to work to get the last of my stuff. Of course, I haven’t actually done any work since December, but I’ve had my account and access and all sorts of stuff since then. But the time came where the company actually called … <\/p>\n