Yesterday when I went into work, I found out that my one remaining co-worker had quit. Thing is, he has quit many times since he started working for the good folks at World Gourmet Foods, so they aren’t terribly surprised. No doubt he’ll come back at some point and they’ll hire him again. But for now, he’s gone.
Even though I wasn’t particularly close to my co-worker, we still worked toward a common goal of doing all the little things that it takes to keep World Gourmet running smoothly. It actually felt lonely to look around and think that I was the only one left.
But more importantly, I feel a great concern for my employers. I need to stop working and go back to making my family my only focus. I’ve said I’ll work until the end of September, which is a week from Wednesday. My bosses have accepted that, and haven’t said anything about me working past that date. But surely they wonder if I could be persuaded to stay just a little longer. I don’t know.
I suppose I shouldn’t really worry about it. Not my problem. I need to get on with my life.
But I am concerned. Hopefully everything will work out fine.