Icarus's blog: "Somantics"

I love that everyone on the internet is an "expert on foreign relations" or "ex-special forces"

and the best answer they have to violence is
bigger violence.

Not a point to contest.
I'm convinced that peace is an option.
Peace with growing pains of course.

On to me business.

I got up around 7:30, got dressed and drove to the front entrance of my employer, parked right up front in the "visitor's lot" and disassembled my entry badge taking out a few slips of paper and leaving my lapel, sleave and card.

My resolve waivered for only a moment as I stepped up to the front glass. Two of my coworkers that worked the walk-in area were not at their desks, so I had no opportunity to drag this out or say "tell everyone goodbye for me"

The receptionist slid her courtesy glass to the side and asked if she could help me

"yes you can, please inform [First and last name of my supervisor removed] that I no longer work here"

"alright, have a good day"
"Thank you, you do the same"

I handed her my ID badge
turned on my heel and walked back out to my car
at the last step before turning and opening my door
I thrust both my arms up in double V's
for victory

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Did I question my decision
did I still want to say goodbye to all the decent and charming people I once worked with

The panic never really set in.
At the moment I'm prepared to call it
I made the right decision, I was divorced from this place a week ago... months ago.

It was time
it wasn't the best time
but so often we can't move at that moment
and we certainly can't recognize it or choose it.

Incidentally I just received a text saying that a former coworker had received an email stating I had been "terminated"

... that's not the new word for "fuck you I quit"

How irritating.