{"id":3288,"date":"2025-10-31T13:20:21","date_gmt":"2025-10-31T17:20:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/?p=3288"},"modified":"2025-10-31T13:20:22","modified_gmt":"2025-10-31T17:20:22","slug":"unknown","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/2025\/10\/31\/unknown\/","title":{"rendered":"unknown"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>On Monday of this week there was a division meeting called at work with very little notice.&nbsp; In this video call, we learned that one of our colleagues was no longer at the University &#8211; but that she would be helping with a transition plan.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We didn\u2019t know if this was a voluntary or involuntary separation &#8211; or whatever the current euphemism is. &nbsp; We just knew she was gone and it was effective immediately.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I was tasked with removing her from the email lists, the website, access to update the website, and a few forms.&nbsp; I also helped set up a more generic email address to replace her contact information in some key areas.&nbsp; It took most of the day, but it tellingly did not include her email or Teams account.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On Tuesday, she reached out to me via chat message with two updates to the website.&nbsp; They were reasonable requests and things we could\/should have done months ago &#8211; but the timing was\u2026well\u2026odd.&nbsp; I verified the requests and made the changes.&nbsp; On my way home that day, I got another message from her with a request for some research on communications plans to share with our boss.&nbsp; Well, I guess her former boss.&nbsp; It was after hours for me and I politely noted I would look into it in the AM.&nbsp; She was deeply apologetic &#8211; more so than the situation required.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I did the reasearch in the morning and sent her an email with all the files, screenshots, and links. &nbsp; Nothing that wasn\u2019t or hadn\u2019t been public &#8211; but still took some doing to pull it all together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She responded later that afternoon, thanking me for the work.&nbsp; Then she said it would likely be the last time I heard from her &#8211; which sounded a little dark &#8211; and then proceeded to write the absolutely nicest email I\u2019ve gotten from anyone.&nbsp; How good it had been to work with me, how good I was at my job, how good I was at explaining things and helping people, and how everyone liked working with me.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I thought about this awhile and tried to manage a kind and thoughtful reply.&nbsp; I sent the email, not sure it would even reach her anymore, then went and got a doughnut since I clearly needed the sugar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The complication was that she wasn\u2019t the easiest person to work with herself. I remember one phone call early on where she tried to get me to go behind my boss\u2019s back. &nbsp; It was very obvious and I quickly turned the conversation to safer ground.&nbsp; But, it was enough to give me a measure of her and I was a little extra careful in future conversations and projects. &nbsp; And not entirely surprised when I heard rumblings of problems from other colleagues who worked with her more closely.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I don\u2019t know what really happened and might never know.&nbsp; But, it\u2019s easy enough to just take things at face value and take the compliment.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I hope she lands on her feet and has a clear path ahead of her.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>While I was working on setting up that new email address, I found that it was already in use by another department and assigned to a former co-worker of mine.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We had worked together fresh out of college in the same department doing computer support. 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