You can check out anytime you want, but you can never leave

I feel like I am at the “Hotel California”.  Do you believe in premonitions?  I had a premonition.  My last week at work, something in my mind kept nagging at me.  My mind kept thinking, something is going to happen to the person that is replacing me.  Something bad is going to happen to my replacement.  I brushed it off.

My replacement was hired 3 months prior to my retirement because we needed a good three months for training.  As I was walking out the doors of the technology center on my last day of work, I reminded my replacement to find out where the Defibrillator was.  I was retiring and he was taking over for what I feel is a stressful job.  I was starting a new chapter in my life.  Something was nagging at me.  I brushed it off.

I built my department.  When I was hired in June of 2008 to build and run the department, I was the sole employee.  After 11 years, the department grew to 10 employees and a very successful income-generating department for the bank.  It was very important for me to train the person that was replacing me.  He needed to take the helm and steer the ship.  He has a good crew but they need guidance.  My premonition came true.  The captain was in a car accident on the way to work.  His first-day working solo without me to guide him. Now the captain of the ship will be out for a good six weeks.  Will he remember what he learned when he does return?  What if he does not return?  These are “not” my worries any longer, or are they?  Why should I care?  I’m retired.  I’m gone.  It’s in my DNA to care.  I’ve checked out.  But I still care.  You can check out anytime you want, but you can never leave.

 

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