A day in the life of a staff who is leaving

I am quite free at work. All I have been doing the past few days is to slowly type my handing over list. Cos' I am leaving, I can't take on any new projects. So all I do is to answer phone calls, read letters, fill in letters and type on the same word document. I can't imagine how I am going to do this for the next 2 weeks. Normally one gets tired from doing too much work. I am tired cos' I have nothing to do. I shouldn't complain of course... rest is gooooood.

What's very interesting are my conversations with the elderly residents in the centre. They like to pop into the office and show me photos of their families or say some wise words about the real world to me. I realise it really takes a open heart to listen to their words of advice. Not that they are saying anything bad. But the problem with young people (me) is that we tend to treat these pieces of advice accumulated over years of living on planet earth as things we already know. Too smart for ourselves. But today I really listened to what my residents were telling. Perhaps some synaptic connection formed in my brain. That what they are saying, albeit a little long and repetitive, are lessons in life that I should reflect and think about. Afterall, they are experiences that have been collected throughout the whole of the resident's lifetime. This is akin to collecting inspirational quotes or motivational stories.

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