When you leave, they give you bacon

If you ever want to know just how much — or little — you are appreciated, just leave.

Soon after giving the newspaper my two weeks notice, I started slowly making the rounds to my “regulars.” My regular sources, my movers and shakers in the community. Some I called. Some I emailed. Some I met with in person. Some unbeknown to me had become my friends.

I was surprised at the response

“You go, girl!” I got in response to telling the sheriff’s office public information officer where I would be headed for my next job. He actually took the time to call me back after I sent him a brief email of my soon-to-be departure. People told me they appreciated that I was letting them know I was leaving, that it’s been great working with me. That I’ve been professional and always wrote balanced and just stories.

I told them that I was just doing my job. Many of them said that not all reporters do that though.

A few even heard from others that I was going to be leaving, and sent me kind words.

What surprised me even more was that my coworkers threw me a pizza party today for my last deadline day. And, one pizza was veggies with bacon (because they know I am a vegetarian who only eats bacon).

Is ending this “chapter” of my life bitter sweet? Or, is it “Sweet! Because I am bitter!”? I don’t know. Maybe a little of both.

Veggie bacon pizza isn’t actually that bad either.


2 thoughts on “When you leave, they give you bacon

  1. I just did a big blog catch up and click around to read up.
    Congrats on your job girl. So happy for you.
    and I always enjoy your writing. Thanks for making me smile.

    • Wha—! You don’t read this on a daily basis?? 🙂
      Thanks for reading, Jackie. And, give me a ring whenever if you still want to chat!

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