“I don’t want to
go to work on my last day,” she said wistfully.
“I just want to disappear. I
don’t want the sad goodbyes.” It was the
first emotion that I had really heard from her on the subject.
It’s been a month since that conversation, though it
seems like nearly half a year has passed.
We were driving to her office Christmas party; her last. My wife’s last day at Clif Bar was just two
weeks away. She was retiring from the
company that had just 32 employees when she first started 15 years ago; when it
was still in the shadow of Power Bar.
Now Clif is a major player and the company boasts over 300 employees and
still growing.
