Mulling over the options

When one door closes, another one opens

or in my case now, two more opened.

I finally plucked up my courage to approach boss this morning

white envelope in my head

one look at it and he knows what's going on in my head

'do you have some time for coffee downstairs?'

'Sure.'

Awkward silence while waiting for the elevator....

'So...you're resigning...'

'Yea, i've accepted an offer in Hong Kong'

Shocked look on face.

'This is not a good year for me.'

(I know.)

I told boss this is an opportunity for me to work overseas

he went into a rage

'but i've sent you overseas!'

I got pricked by guilt at this moment...

'I know boss.. but .. but.. '

'Well, is there anything I can do to make you stay?'

I should have said no. I should have said I've made up my mind.

And then he carried on...

'a longer secondment in hk? more responsibilities? anything?'

And i made the mistake of telling him the plans i made,

the route i had in my mind

to go from working in a boutique firm, and progress to a larger organisation

I love research, and I believe in the work I'm doing

and i'm lucky i have good appreciative clients.

I told him my old plan of trying to find a job in australia - to be closer to my dad, mr goh (when he studies there)

'What if we place you in the sydney office? You'll be doing something different in sydney, helping out our partner with a different job scope...'

Attractive... very attractive... it's an option.

and I hate making decisions.