It's been a draining 24hrs. Yesterday afternoon I received word from my future employer that my start date might be slipping. Uh, say that again? The conversation with the HR department would have been funny if it wasn't actually happening:
HR: Can't you just extend with your current employer?
ME: Uh, no.
HR: I don't know what to tell you.
ME: All I know is that as of Friday, I'm unemployed.
HR: They're telling me it'll take 30 to 45 days to process 'x'.
ME: That's a problem.
HR: I know. It doesn't make any sense.
ME: You're telling me.
So after a mild 2hr period of panic yesterday afternoon word came down that they wouldn't really know anything until today, but the hope was that things could be processed in a timely fashion or otherwise dealt with. This morning I received a call and paperwork confirming that everything is back on track. Phew.
Now I just got through lunch with my office since my boss is taking Friday off and wanted to get everyone together to send me off. Pretty surreal experience, punctuated with a few semi-awkward silences and glances between my boss and I. We were at one time pretty friendly, used to go fishing together on the weekends all the time, but that relationship has frayed over the last few years. So for that reason today very much feels like my last day in the office even though I'll be back tomorrow. Not sure what the hell that'll be like.