New directions (part 1)
While I still have what to write about the events of last weekend, I will spare you of it for now and write about something totally different ... Much happier, hopeful. Looking into the future :-)
I came to South Florida because of work. Not that I was missing anything in Israel, but a friend of mine told me: this is the real thing. I don't remember why I bought the argument, even though I knew that the "real thing" doesn't exist and can't exist. Still I got on a plane and landed in south Florida. After a rocky start I tried to fit in. For a very long time I felt out of place. the job was simply not what I expected and wanted. It was a mix of all the things I didn't want. I've known about this for over a year now (and you know about it to a certain degree from past posts) but I stuck around. Why? Because I thought the situation would change. It must change, otherwise it's not going anywhere and no one wants that.
But eventually I reached the conclusion that things won't change. Because for things to change people need to change, and people just don't change that easily (no matter what age they are in) if at all.
So I quit. I gave them my resignation letter and I was asked to retract it and rethink it. I did, still thinking that what caused me to quit would change now that the problems were surfaces. But I still failed to take into account that people don't change. After a few more happenings of the same sort I reach the conclusion that me and them need to part. For every one's best interest. So I submitted my resignation letter once again. This time it was final. No retracting the letter now.
I was more than fare: I gave them 3 months notice (local law requires only a 2 week notice) to make sure that they will find someone suitable, in the technical desert called southern Florida, and have a long enough time in which I can show him the ropes of the position. That was a month ago and no replacement in sight. Hopefully they will find someone quickly.
That was my old job.
I came to South Florida because of work. Not that I was missing anything in Israel, but a friend of mine told me: this is the real thing. I don't remember why I bought the argument, even though I knew that the "real thing" doesn't exist and can't exist. Still I got on a plane and landed in south Florida. After a rocky start I tried to fit in. For a very long time I felt out of place. the job was simply not what I expected and wanted. It was a mix of all the things I didn't want. I've known about this for over a year now (and you know about it to a certain degree from past posts) but I stuck around. Why? Because I thought the situation would change. It must change, otherwise it's not going anywhere and no one wants that.
But eventually I reached the conclusion that things won't change. Because for things to change people need to change, and people just don't change that easily (no matter what age they are in) if at all.
So I quit. I gave them my resignation letter and I was asked to retract it and rethink it. I did, still thinking that what caused me to quit would change now that the problems were surfaces. But I still failed to take into account that people don't change. After a few more happenings of the same sort I reach the conclusion that me and them need to part. For every one's best interest. So I submitted my resignation letter once again. This time it was final. No retracting the letter now.
I was more than fare: I gave them 3 months notice (local law requires only a 2 week notice) to make sure that they will find someone suitable, in the technical desert called southern Florida, and have a long enough time in which I can show him the ropes of the position. That was a month ago and no replacement in sight. Hopefully they will find someone quickly.
That was my old job.
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