So this is it.
After 6 years and 7 days of dreary daily commutes across London on the Piccadilly Line, I am leaving the world of business publishing to work on prestigious art auction catalogues instead.
It goes without saying I’m absolutely terrified, but it’s often too easy to stay tied to the same desk for security or for fear of change. I’m a creature of habit, but surprisingly also thrive on new challenges in the workplace. So it was time to say goodbye, and it was a rather emotional affair.
My colleagues spoilt me rotten, making it so hard for me to turn the page.
After my long-suffering manager’s touching presentation, I just about managed to mutter a pathetic ‘thank you all for putting up with me all this time’ before my voice embarrassingly started to crack. So it was perfect timing when I was quickly handed a pile of pretty little gift bags, individually labelled with arty postcards and personalised messages. And here’s what I dug out from them:
(I’d like to bring your attention to the bag those came in: “You are by far the most talented person I know”. Perfect for my big head)
Some gift vouchers –courtesy of Selfridges– complemented the lot perfectly well I thought.
This was so overwhelming I was lost for words. The only thing I could manage was a pitiful “let’s go to the pub then”.
And that’s just what we did.
I will miss them.
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