dead men tell no tales...
...and drink no wine, and are therefore no good at parties
Monday, May 16, 2005
I listened to my boss's counteroffer this afternoon, and just as I expected, she was only allowed to offer me essentially the same pay as the new place offered. So, when I count in the increased benefits package, the location, the opportunity, and the fact that I will finally stop having to work with a couple people I can't stand... I will be moving on.
I told her though, if she ever leaves HG, she needs to give me a ring... working for Anne Casanova has been the best professional experience in my life. No one could ask for more from a boss, that's for sure.
But, it is time to move on. We're going to tell the rest of the department tomorrow morning, together. Kind of sad... but so incredibly exciting to be moving on.
Now... about that bike helmet...