Black Cloud

Despite the fact that we're moving to Lincoln in a month, I have yet to tell my dispatcher friends and co-workers, and most importantly, my dispatcher boss, that I will be quitting. This is looming and hanging. Quitting is a difficult thing for me to do, it is like breaking up, and I'm deathly afraid of it. I'm afraid of the reaction on the faces, the awkwardness, the major disappointment in me. In fact, dispatcher boss just called me in to his office a few days ago and told me how wonderful a job I was doing, how proud he is to have me on the team, and how excited he was to be able to continue working with me in the future. I could have told him then, but I would have rather stabbed myself in the face. Anyway, it must be done within the week, I think. Should I do it with a letter? Otherwise, I'll just stumble over all the sensible points and look like a jackass. Oh, the horror! Oh, the awkward last two weeks afterward!

I hope they don't google me and read my blog. If so, I guess it'll make quitting that much easier.