Showing posts with label Resignation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Resignation. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 11, 2024

There is no keeper but the key (up there is a wall of possibilities), except of one who seizes possibilities (Patti Smith)

Photo by Katie Moum on Unsplash


Wie geht's?

Warning! This post contains: Fencing. Fighting. Torture. Poison. True love. Hate. Revenge. Giants. Hunters. Bad men. Good men. Beautiful ladies. Snakes. Spiders. Beasts of all natures and descriptions. Pain. Death. Brave men. Coward men. Strongest men. Chases. Escapes. Lies. Truths. Passion. Miracles.

Nothing like a good build up is there? That one's from The Princess Bride in case you hadn't picked it.

Why the big build up? Coz I have BIG NEWS!

I resigned from my Principal position this week, without a safety net, so I'm experiencing a mixture of sadness (I really loved the people I worked with), guilt (leaving those great people behind), excitement (heading into the unknown), and anxiety (heading into the unknown). Those emotions have come in waves this week.

I've been at OneSchool Global for eight years, and this is my sixth year at the Hastings' campus. I'm conservative at heart, so resigning is a big step for me.  

That said, leaving a job without having secured a new position is something I've done three times before. Twice when contracts came to the end in the Middle East and thirdly returning from England early in 2019.

Each time, something happened, and I got back in the saddle. I am, like, so not ready to retire, so I'm super excited about what lies ahead.

I think a lot of that attitude comes from being a boomer. My Millennial children love to tease me and Jacky about being boomers, but we come from that post World War 2 generation that has a great can-do work ethic Gen X and Millennials often ignore. 

We grew up feeling there was a great new world out there to explore. The sixties and seventies were our years of possibility and expansion. There was revolution in the air, great mind expanding music, a world-is-your-oyster mindset and no limits, baby. 

Let me at 'em,  I'm not done yet!

Love and peace - Wozza (giz-a-job!)

Friday, February 17, 2012

When I fall in love it will be forever (Nat 'King' Cole)

I resigned from my job this week (for personal reasons) and will be back in Nu Zild permanently at the end of March. This is about 12 weeks shy of my two year contract but anyone who's read this blog regularly will understand those reasons.


I was dreading the conversations that inevitably go with a resignation. The two biggies were my local Cognition boss (Cognition is extremely hierarchical in structure and I’ve lost count of how many bosses I have) and Mohamed, the school principal where I advise.


But as is usually the case, the reality was far less blood splattered than the day-dreamed conversations I had been having in my head. Both men were understanding and supportive, which was great.


But it doesn’t take too long for self-interest to kick in and suddenly five minutes into my announcement I’m reassuring them that things will be completed before I leave (my boss) and that the new Lead Advisor will be in place after I leave and that person will be equally as awesome as I have been (Mohamed). Ha ha – just joking.


Graveyards are full of indispensable people and by July I will be a memory as far as the company goes.  But not with Mohamed. He is keen to visit me in NZ on the farm and he means what he says. He calls me his brother and although that is how I am often referred to by others (as in, “Good morning brother”), Mohamed and I have been on the same wavelength since day one. He is a very similar Principal to me in terms of style and approach. We have definitely been simpatico.


I will really miss him and the other staff and I must confess I got a bit misty eyed in his office – must have been the AC.


It’s a bitter/sweet feeling. Parting is always such sweet sorrow. I would have liked to have finished the contract at its end point in July but circumstances have made that impossible.


My reality is that I have five weeks left until the end of the Trimester. Work-wise - I want to end with everything firmly in place for my replacement. I also need to complete all the leaving protocols – close accounts, return the rental car, get a police clearance – all that sort of thing.


It will be a busy time before returning home where my first purchase will be a Maple tree (then chickens and cat with Jade and SWMBO’s help).


Love and peace - Wozza