Sunday, January 2, 2011

A tear rolled down my right cheek but the wind dried it up almost instantly.
I had left the lake behind me and was approaching the train station. A train had brought me to this city ten years ago, and a train was going to lead me away.
There is an ancient saying about time: "time flies by if you you're not paying attention", and everyone can attest to its veracity. Even a decade can go by in a blink of an eye. We meet people, build friendships, trust. Lovers come and go. Some friends leave while new ones appear. Everything is in constant motion. 
If you spend a decade working in the same place, your social and work life get mixed a lot, and you wind up working with your friends, or even for your friends. My direct superior was a close friend of mine which I had met the first day on the job. I trusted him with my life. The only other person I trusted as much lived with me as my housemate, and was having a lot of girl problems lately, which made me prone to go outside more often.
These problems had been going on for a month, about the same time my boss said I was due in for a big promotion, but that I shouldn't talk about it or be demoted.
During this month I saw several of my recent colleagues busier than usual. Working out of office hours and constantly pestering the director. When I asked my friend what was the commotion about he told me they had been showing proof they deserved the job that was meant for me, but that I shouldn't worry, that it was merely for show. Since I was the oldest worker the director meant for me to get the job. I found it weird and asked if I really shouldn't be doing anything, but my boss told me to relax and enjoy my future raise in salary... which would have happened earlier that day.

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