As expected, my last day on the job was a varying array of emotions. And not at least one person was left dry-eyed.

I suppose that is to be expected. I’ve been with these people for almost two years. And to think of all our memories, camaraderie and foolish pranks, food and jokes shared, it definitely made leaving them a bit daunting.

Barring my internship in college, this was the very first job I’ve ever had. In truth, I have experienced many firsts here.

I experienced seeing and spending my very first paycheque. I got to interact with my first Japanese supervisor. I got to go on my first company outings. I got to meet the first girl who was as intimidating as me, and then later called her friend. I got to experience Japan in various ways, excluding going there.

The memories of the good times are really hard to let go of. The most surprising thing of all is that a new employee in our team, whom I got to work with for only three months, cried endlessly the whole day. The moment she knew I handed in my resignation, when it was her turn for some parting words for me, during my farewell dinner, alone with me in the restroom. She couldn’t control her tears. And this from someone who I’ve known only a very short time.

It makes me smile to think of her now. I truly didn’t know I would make such an impact in one’s life in so short a time. We pass by so many different people each day and rarely get a chance to touch them in a more personal level.

Guess I surprised myself then. Or I just got lucky. =)

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