A.L.
So my favourite manager at work, A.L., is leaving for bigger and better things next week. She has been the most wonderful, understanding, fun boss. I wish I could have told her that when she was actually my boss. But I'm just not the type to actually say what I feel. Thats just how I am. And thats precisely why I regret stuff down the road. Regretting the chances that I should have taken. Regretting the opportunities that I should have exploited. Even if its for the smallest, most insignificant things in life. Regretting the things I should have said because I felt them, while I still had the chance. And the person.Anyway, today was her farewell lunch. Her and I have been part of a misunderstanding over the last year or so. So I decided to make nice today, even though, I never held her responsible for anything and she has been my favourite boss all along. I gave her a small gift, which I think she really liked and I think she will really enjoy. In the end, she gave me a big hug and all was well, which is a huge deal to me, because I am not usually the one to say I'm sorry, especially when its not my fault, or one to make nice, be it my fault or not. Call it ego. Call it pride. Call it shyness. Call it not caring. I'm just not the type. I just usually write it off as a bad ending to something good. And even though in my heart of hearts, I might not want to, I move on.
Anyway, in her farewell speech, she said something that I didn't agree with. It was not so much a speech, as she said that she always cries at speeches, as much as a top ten list. It was her list of the top ten things she had learnt from this job, and life in general.
# 2. " People always have my trust until they break it. Fortunately, I have never been betrayed or disappointed. So my policy is to keep on trusting."
# 1. " Always give people a second chance."
Disagree. No one ever has my trust until they earn it.
Disagree completely. No one deserves a second chance. Not if you want to want to get burnt. Again. Because no one changes. For no one else.
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