Finally.
After the longest drive of my life, I finally arrived. The weather is great, the city is nice, and I couldn't ask for a better group of people to work with.
Tonight I am up at all hours of the night just thinking about many random things, one of which made me want to vent and give all of you a peek into what may just be my life.
Tomorrow I need to fire someone. Do I know this person? Not really. Do I like him? Not really. Would I like to have him out of my office? Frankly, yes. Here I am, wanting to rid someone from my responsibility and worry. The opportunity presented itself, now I have grounds to fire him.
I don't want to.
Thinking about it I realize that although this kid will never have anything in common with me, he has been rude, lazy, and is just the type of person I don't ever want to work with...I am devastated to break the news that his summer is no longer the easy street he expects it to be. I will be causing him not only to be out of a job, but finding himself and his girlfriend jobless driving across the country to start back at square one.
So many times, I have found myself thinking I have finally found something that works. Something that makes me happy, or that place I think I belong only to have it ripped out from under me in an instant. This is exactly what I am creating. That hurt. That uncertainty. Sorrow. Failure. Insufficiency. How could I do that to someone?
I hope he learns from this. The idea that I may be presenting a learning opportunity is the one thing that gives me hope. Please change. Please don't dwell on this. Please forgive me.