And Thank You.
‘But, dad,’ I said. ‘You always kept saying told me that I should work for myself when I was growing up. And, remember how happy you were when you left your company to work for yourself 40 years ago?'
‘Caterina,’ my dad said, ‘I left a factory where I was working 15-hour shifts. Not the best company in the world.’
Six months forward and I am in the Google bathroom, crying. I have just left my laptop and my phone in a locker. My eyes fell on the ‘Only Googlers beyond this point’ sign. My colleague is waiting for me downstairs to walk me out and take my badge. He wants to make it ceremonial and maybe snap a few selfies.
I did not expect I would cry when resigning from this job. I have been thinking about my resignation for ages. And there is no doubt in my mind it is the right decision. The day has come that as Anais Nin said 'the risk to remain tight in a bud is more painful than the risk it takes to blossom.'
Yet…it is the end of an era. For more than eight years I have been a Googler. I took pride in being part of something really cool.
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