The Last 5 Days

I've tendered my resignation to our boss a couple of weeks ago and today is my last last day at work. I'll give you a rundown on what happened this week.

Monday - My modest target at the beginning of this week is not to be late for work. At our office, I'm known for being a notorious late comer. I was hoping to spend the last days to come at work on time but it was such a daunting task. I tried... I really did but my daily morning routine of dilly-dallying will not be denied. I just justified to myself "What's the use of coming at work on time just because it's my last week at work? I should be consistent and keep the tradition running. I'll just let my office mates remember me as The Most Tardy Person... Ever."

With that on mind, I proceed with my usual hullabaloo. I arrived 45 minutes late only to see that my boss wasn't around and in fact he was ABSENT. Dammit... If I've known I should have just filed and use my remaining vacation leave. Anyway, the day isn't over yet so I just went for the second best option, go on a half-day leave. What a way to start the week. :)

Tuesday - With what happened last Monday, I guess this day is the official start of my last week at work. I woke up inspired yet unmotivated to go to work. I arrived almost an hour late and to add insult to injury, the most dreaded situation (for habitual late comers like me) happened: While I was on my way to the entrance of our office, i saw our boss making his way to the same door with a roll of tissue paper tucked in his arms (on such a way that you'll know that nothing can stand on his way and the nearest toilet) and at this moment I knew that collision is inevitable. I just said "Ohayou gozaimasu!" or good morning in Japanese. He acted surprisingly and replied "Ohayou" back at me. Statistics say that 1 out of 99 times this would happen. (:

Wednesday - At last! I arrived on time for work. Not much to do this day other than surf the net. I was supposed to sign the contract with the company that hired me but there were so much people inside the agency. I just slipped by our office without filing any kind of leave nor informing any higher ups so When I heard that it would take a while I just went back to the office.

Thursday - Took the day off and went back to the agency to sign the contract. Just a Visa away to being an OFW.

Friday - Finally, last day at work. So this how it feels like... for the past 3 years I've felt like the place was a second home. At 5:00PM everything ended in an anticlimactic way with everyone going home and saying goodbye just like the usual Friday. Taking a last glimpse of the workplace, I felt happy knowing I'm on my way to starting a new chapter in my young career and as the elevator closes a new horizon will open... waiting for me to hold it by it's throat and say "This is my life".