Work

So today I finally handed in my letter of resignation. I am officially done with the company. 6 years goes by really fast. I am sad because it didn't happen on my terms. I didn't get a chance to say good bye to some people who really influenced me. I didn't get to steal my laptop. (Bastards)
Yo to be honest. Being this little black boy in corporate America I had no idea what i was doing. I didn't even wear a suit to my interview. My first X-mas party I just hung out at my table because I knew nothing about mingling. Yeah I was on my deer stuck in the headlights mode for awhile. Thankfully they took me under their wing and helped a brotha out. I needed the polish. Your talking about a man who wore the white athletic socks with my dress shoes. In fact I would sag my pants a little so that my socks didn't show while I sat at my desk or in meetings.
I was so unprepared for corporate setting that I had 5 dress shirts. My favorite was this blue oxford shit that I wore for so long it got ashy. Oh no we couldn't afford dry cleaning. lol

Ok this story seems like its a hard luck. By no means is it a bad thing. I've come along way. I have so much further to go. So this is an open invitation to something new. My adventure now takes a turn. I'm supposed to do something amazing so let's see what it is.