So, today is my last day at the job I've held for the past 13.5 years. I'm taking a few weeks off before starting the new gig (official notice will be presented later) to prepare for the impending move, and I was in the office this morning basically to clear out my desk and say goodbye.
By the time this posts, I'll be done with the job I've had for more than my son's entire life.
I'm making a switch in careers as well as locations. I'm both excited and terrified at the same time. I'm confident that I will absolutely love the new job and do well there, but it's hard to leave the safety net of a position I've basically taken from the ground up. Then again, when you can do your job in your sleep, it's time to mix things up a bit.
One of the disappointing (but entirely predictable) things has been seeing the reaction of people I've known and worked with for more than a decade to the news that I am a gun owner. With the impending move and job change, I've been less reserved about what I've been doing here and what I will be doing in the future, and it's instructive to see the change in people's perception of me.
I had one person, someone I've known for years, tell me that they were glad I was leaving if I was one of "those" people.
A member of management stopped by for thanking me for not causing a "gun incident".
I'm the same person I was last week, last month, last year, last decade, yet now that they know that I am a gun owner, all of a sudden I'm every mass murderer they've ever seen on TV. Thank you, mainstream media, for working so tirelessly to conflate law abiding gun owners with the psychopaths and gangbangers. Your needless fearmongering is working well to drive wedges between portions of our society.
Fortunately, I'll be leaving this area for one more permissive - it will be refreshing to leave the intolerance of "liberal" Massachusetts behind me.
That is all.