The time to move on has come a little bit earlier than I had anticipated, only a few days, but earlier nonetheless. I had a long chat with my Boss, Martin, today about how the work experience project had gone, whether it was a success from his point of view and mine, whether I have anything like a future in the business world, what I should be concentrating on for the future. It was a good interview. The English call it an interview with coffee and cakes; friendly, relaxed, without problems. Personally I would have called it more a candlelight dinner with orchestra!
Of course we touched on my disability, but only briefly. He told me that it would be a great problem in the business world, as I had expected it to be, but one which can easily be overcome. I had proven this during my more than a year working for him. My work, he said, had been exemplary as had my team spirit and he was sorry that it was time for me to leave and go on to college. He would, he said, have employed me without any further qualifications and, in time, I would probably have advanced considerably further; not that this is easy in his company since he’s the Boss and there is only one way to go: into his shoes! Perhaps, he said, when I’ve finished my college work and gained my qualifications – which he is sure I will do without any hassle whatsoever – I should drop in again and see what’s happening in the realty investment world; perhaps he will expand and need a partner.
Hearing this after only one year of working there came as something of a surprise; not quite a full offer, but I don’t think you can get much closer! Either way, he would welcome me back again and even suggested I might like to work part time during the vacations and so on, which is something I will most certainly consider!
Tomorrow is, not as I had expected, my last work day. Martin calculated all the work time I had behind me and added the rest of my vacation days together and, when it all comes down on paper, I could have finished last week and laid back for the rest of my time until October. So I will get a nice check, plus holiday money, plus a bonus and, to top things off, I should come in late tomorrow so that they’ve time to prepare my surprise leaving party.
I’m sorry to be going, I had managed to feel right at home with almost everyone there and the work was good too. But it is time to move on, to gain more experience and my qualifications, which was the whole point any way, and that’s just what I plan on doing. Preparing myself for college and a new regime of work. Let’s see how it goes.
Love & Kisses, Viki.