'Team Minus One'

As i was typing on the keyboard, i couldn't help but to feel saying at least 'Goodbye' to her. The farewell lunch didn't even feel like one. Well, us newbies were always the quiet ones. Only my manager and my immediate superior (now probably deemed 'Head of Department') were yakking away. Questions like 'Wong-have-you-gotten-around-&-tried-various-Penang-food?' were addressed to me a couple of times during the hour. Not that it'd matter but at least the people who managed us should have made the meal a proper one, and focused it on her instead of talk on food, diets and etc etc - stuff along those lines (that's my thoughts anyways).

She was taking her work portfolio into my mini-boss' (sorry, i tire of 'immediate superior' sometimes) room around 6.00 pm yesterday, had a short debriefing session and was commiting the last rites of passage - her letter of resignation was passed up God knows when, and it was her last day.

All these thoughts moved about while my fingers were still busy on the letters.

And when it was time for her to leave, as she passed me - we smiled to each other. No words were exchanged. It was a curt moment.

I'd term her 'a good fellow worker'. She helped a lot. Though i probably think she went, 'Slacker', the millionth time i asked for directions in my work.

The coming weeks will probably see me with bigger migraines and trigger-happy temperaments. Her work will be divided amongst those who are left. And that ain't many : two and a half (if my mini-boss is willing to chip in), or maybe just two (if she ain't). One (if somehow she thinks that the new girl ain't ready . . .)

Ah, well.

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