As in Short Timer's Disease?
After four years at my current job, I got offered my dream job a couple weeks ago. As much as I hate to leave one coworker in particular, () I took it and will be at the new place this Monday. Which is exciting and all, but dang. Being here this week sucks. Emotionally, I am over this place. (But not the one coworker. She's nice. ) If leaving a job wasn't bad enough... we are in a period of flux at the old place, and I am not only moving my own sh*t out, but I am moving what will soon be someone else's sh*t into a trailer in a parking lot. Don't ask why.
Okay. Asbestos. *Cough Cough.*
When I gave notice, I also informed my boss that I was going on a vacation that I was not otherwise going to be allowed to take because of the afformentioned period of flux. But I figured, what are they gonna do, fire me? And so my exhausted a** just got back from a trip to Niagara Falls, NYC, and Washington DC.
So what I am saying is... I am a worthless employee right now. Good for nothing. I am sitting here waiting for some guys to come in and move my computer literally out from under me.