Tales from the “work-from-home” life

Posted on 30 October 2008 @ 10:02 in The Working Life

Lyn: hey chet gotta go finish up some work
me: ok, nice chatting with you
Lyn: planning to leave offce by 530
me: I’m already home :P
Lyn: rub it in…
me: no traffic jam
Lyn: :( yah yah
me: well, there are disadvantages, too. tell you another time

Disadvantages??

Some days, I’m the only human I see. Which is not good. And working from home means the comforts of home are nearby, and very tempting sometimes!

But mostly, the advantages out-weigh the disadvantages.

And when I get tired of my own company, I grab my things and go somewhere where there are people, lots of people. Somewhere like the IKEA Cafe, or Starbucks …

The Final Break

Posted on 13 October 2007 @ 00:19 in The Working Life

Yesterday marked my final, final break with my former employer. Even though I’d left them at the end of June, I still had some ties with them as a minor shareholder. Well, not anymore - I sold all my shares yesterday afternoon, at a price that should keep me out of financial mischief for a while.

I was actually planning to convert my shares to the new company’s (a merged entity comprising three companies). The exchange exercise was supposed to be around this time, and I have been waiting to receive the forms to do the necessary. Then my sister called to say our remisier had called to tell her about the exchange exercise and had recommended that I sell the shares, especially since the deadline is the 17th and it’s a long weekend and I still haven’t received the forms and I may end up missing the deadline, etc. So I said okay, ask the remisier what I need to do to sell my shares.

Apparently, nothing. Cuz yesterday evening, when I saw my sister, she said my shares had already been sold.

I’d actually wanted to keep the shares into the new company for sentimental reasons. I’ve owned them for almost as long as I’ve worked in the company. Through the years, looking at the shares’ wild swings between high-high and low-low, I’d sometimes lamented not selling when the price was good, but my sister would scold me and say this particular company’s shares is to keep, not sell. But since it’s not going to be the same company for too long, now seemed to be a good time to sell, especially as the price is right.

The End … NOT!

Posted on 20 June 2007 @ 22:21 in Being Silly, The Working Life

And so a 14-year chapter of my life ended at 5:30 p.m. this evening.

And it’s true what they say about doors. New doors have opened even before the old door officially closed.

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*chat with R, my resignation letter writing coach*

Now that I’m stopping work …

You’re not stopping work!

Oh yah, I’ll have lots more work to keep me occupied from now on.

Meanwhile, a little R&R. And … hey, I can watch Ellen in the afternoons!

Resignation Update

Posted on 8 June 2007 @ 12:47 in The Working Life

ARR joined my table at the tail-end of my lunch yesterday and took a seat facing me. At some point in the conversation, I said to him “I’m leaving at the end of the month.”

He frowned, cupped his hands over his ears and replied “I didn’t hear that.”

I repeated the same exact sentence.

“Are you leaving the Group or the building?”

Haha, very funny, ARR. Leaving the Group.

I left the building recently to work on a project in a different office across town, but now I’m back. For a short while, as it turned out.

Resignation 101

Posted on 1 June 2007 @ 18:17 in The Working Life

*sound of “Jackie Skates” ringtone coming from handphone*

Pick up phone, look at name on screen and answer with a cheery “Hi!”

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This is totally unacceptable!

Huh?

When was the last time you wrote a resignation letter?

Uh … 14 years ago.

Okay, have you got pen and paper?

Can you amend and email to me? Actually, all I wanted to write was “I resign.” And maybe “Thank you.”

You must never burn your bridges behind you. A friend of mine wrote “I resign. F you.” She definitely burned all her bridges behind her.

Ok.

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In the end, we forgot to mention the length of notice I was giving, and the HR Department thought I was giving 24-hour notice.

Haiyoh …

*big sigh of relief*