Irreplaceable

Thursday December 22^nd in my last day at Polypro, but I may still be answering my cell phone with "Polypro International, El speaking," for a while. I was hired as a temporary accounting assistant after graduation, but managed to earn my keep while the Peace Corps toyed with my emotions for several months. My departure has been inevitable since day one so it shouldn’t bother me that I’m being replaced.

As we speak, my superiors are interviewing a ginger named Stephanie with an actual accounting background. It's a good thing you can't see my face from the conference room, because I'm seething. 

Polypro and I have had a good working relationship. Despite having to field the occasional call from Halliburton, I've enjoyed counting money there. And I think Polypro likes me back. We're amicably parting ways as I go off to chase my dreams in Asia. I guess I’m happy that Polypro and Stephanie found each other. But honestly, I can't bear the possibility that they may not miss me.

I can hear Stephanie making our comptroller laugh. I’m quietly growling. Now the logistics person is chuckling. My ego can’t bear it.

So what if Stephanie ends up being a better accountant. I just don’t want her to be funnier than me.