The Exit

Today was my last day at Yahoo!. I woke up early, around 5am pst, to get the opportunity to enjoy the 50-mile long ride on I-280 to the office for the last time. It was magic, like people on the freeway just knew that this was an important ride, a man on a mission to close one chapter in his life and open another. In salute, everyone moved aside (damn unusual) except for a pick-up truck (what can I say...) and let me pass, feeling the acceleration pulsating through my body and the wind blowing in my hair.

I showed up for my exit interview and realized that the HR lady that was assigned was rather nervous. She spoke faster than most people can hear, like she was paid in words per minute. I realized she didn't know if this was a voluntary or forced exit. Not knowing if it was going to be uncomfortable. I made a joke, smiled and she clearly got the message. I added: Lady, this has been 6 absolutely fantastic years - loved every minute! Her smile grew bigger and bigger and wished the best of luck. End.