My last day at Wagamama

So how do you feel?

It is hard to put into words (literally!  I’ve been trying for hours!!!)  My best metaphor is when you have an ex-girlfriend: you remember the good times but you don’t want to go back to revisit her!

What are the best bits?

The people I met along the way. 

It may be with rose-tinted glasses, but the 2007 Wagamama Kensington crew (both front of house and back of house) was the best I have worked with.  It was seriously good times.

What are the worst bits?

It was responsible for the tendonitis in the wrists and fingers.  That has had a profoundly adverse effect in my life.  Also, the monotony of the job was soul-destroying at times!

Will I be missed?

By some for sure but it’ll be a fleeting moment.  By next week, I will be replaced and the big juggernaut that is Wagamama will keep plowing on regardless whether I am there or not.  But I hope I did make a difference and that somebody will think about me one day when cutting red chillies on a quiet summer’s day. 

What did I learn?

Always jump in and help everybody out.

What’s next?

Duh!  Move to Cardiff to complete my masters and ultimately achieve a successful career in performance analysis.  You should know by now. 

So why are you telling me this?  What has this got to do with performance analysis? It serves as a timely reminder that although I am quite sad in leaving it is not what I want to do and pursuing a career in performance analysis is.  I am moving forward and I have to remember that.

A final song?

Every farewell should have a song attached to it.  “Leaving on a Jet Plane” by Chantal Kreviazuk (originally by John Denver)