+ My job is ending. Company got bought out by another company, and new management want to bring in their own people. Fine by me, but the problem is they want me to train my replacements. It’s one thing to let me go, it’s another thing entirely to make me do things I did not sign up for, literally. I don’t have to train my replacements; it’s in the contract. 🙂 But since they would like me to, we’ll have to “talk” it over. 😀
+ I doubt anything will come out of that talk though. New management has made it clear they don’t need any part of the old staff, which makes you wonder why they bought us in the first place, right? Apparently they just want our clients and data.
+ I’m not one to burn bridges, because I believe in keeping in contact with everyone you meet in the off chance that you might need to reach out to them later on, but from the way relations are devolving, I might have to light up this bridge after this is all over. There’s nothing left for me here, and the new company has made that clear.
+ So I’ve had a month to think and… I think I should go back to school. Nothing big really, just an advance certification in business tax. Yeah, it’s about as fun as it sounds…if you like taxes. If all goes well and I find that I can juggle school and work without too much struggle, I might take on a masters in forensics accounting. And after that, who knows, maybe something in international tax laws. But that’s way down the road. My life plans never go according to plan, so I’ll just have to see how I adjust to being back in the classroom first before making any more plans.
+ In the meantime, I won’t have a permanent job for awhile, which is a first. Instead, I will be a private consultant, another first and a step toward what I’ve always wanted to do–work for myself, on my own terms, with clients of my choosing, doing good work that actually means something to me. This feels like a step in the right direction.
+ One of my favorite professors, who became a mentor to me after graduation, died last week. He was 86 years young and taught until his very last breath, literally. He held lectures and seminars via Skype from his hospital bed. If I hadn’t seen it myself, I wouldn’t have believed it. Of course I discussed my termination with him and he went pffftttttt when I was done and said, “You’re better off without ’em.” Then he put me in touch with a few of his more successful former students who gave me the idea of going solo.
+ Going back to school, waking those halls again, will feel incredibly empty without the person who guided me through some of my toughest years. I was on campus the other day to finalize some paperwork, and I saw the whole student body mourning him. Everywhere I went, there were pictures of him, notes about him, his famous sayings tapped to walls and windows.
+ In light of everything that’s happened, I like to think I’m handling it all pretty well. Or maybe it hadn’t sunk in yet.