It’s always sad to see someone move on. Jenn’s a good person. She and I sit in facing cubicles. She has learned to not hear my loudness. Someone new must now be broken in!
In broadcasting people come and go all-the-time. Upward mobility is the implied promise that makes working in tiny markets for slave wages seem reasonable. It’s still sad.
Sometimes there are going away parties. I never go. I’ve missed hundreds… maybe thousands.
Years ago the general manager of my station in Buffalo forbade going away parties. “They just encourage people to leave,” he said.