“I love you and I know you’re going through a lot of change. That said, I just want to be clear: I’m not a staff member of yours.” -Jamie after Bo realizes he doesn’t have anyone to be the boss of because he quit his job.
On Monday, I gave two weeks and told the people closest, who didn’t already know, about our transition. Tuesday and Wednesday, I told friends and many others who my work interacts with on a regular basis. It felt great. We’ve been thinking and planning for a long time and now everyone knows! Without exception, the people we’ve shared our plans with have been supportive and they’ve said they’ll miss us. At work, they ask what will happen and how will it work without Bo.
By Wednesday afternoon, the plans for finding my replacements at work were in full force. The transitions were announced and I was officially the former boss. My role was now to advise and not decide. In a week or so, after the job ends, I won’t even have that role; I won’t be needed like I have been for seven years. What is it that I do around here?
This is what I wanted. Minimal commitments. Ahhh… But wait, I had have an idea about how things should work and I need to be heard. So and so could do this better. This should be done that way. Why aren’t you listening to me? At least Jamie and the boys will listen…