'Noon everybody
I'm leaving my crappy job on Friday and I need some inspiration for what to write as my 'Goodbye' email.
Any suggestions?
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:19, archived)
I'm leaving my crappy job on Friday and I need some inspiration for what to write as my 'Goodbye' email.
Any suggestions?
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:19, archived)
I was thinking maybe something subliminal
Like:
Can't really think what to write
Unless I just say
Now that I am leaving I would like to
Thank you for all the support you gave me
So goodbye
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:23, archived)
Like:
Can't really think what to write
Unless I just say
Now that I am leaving I would like to
Thank you for all the support you gave me
So goodbye
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:23, archived)
If you can
make it into a nicely rhyming metred poem, they may be pathetically touched that you went to such effort..
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:32, archived)
make it into a nicely rhyming metred poem, they may be pathetically touched that you went to such effort..
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:32, archived)
Write a personal insult
for every single person that works there.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:21, archived)
for every single person that works there.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:21, archived)
send them a link to here
everybody will no longer be able to do any real work and the company will go bust
*evil laugh*
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:23, archived)
everybody will no longer be able to do any real work and the company will go bust
*evil laugh*
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:23, archived)
Don't say anything
Just walk out diginified so if you're stuck for a job in 15 months time you'll be welcomed back with open arms. This is currently how I am working in this place.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:23, archived)
Just walk out diginified so if you're stuck for a job in 15 months time you'll be welcomed back with open arms. This is currently how I am working in this place.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:23, archived)
Precisely
but then I'm such a nice loveable sort that no one could ever refuse.
or not
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:27, archived)
but then I'm such a nice loveable sort that no one could ever refuse.
or not
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:27, archived)
Wait
till they are all wanking with their headphones on and then bring them all a cup of tea
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:24, archived)
till they are all wanking with their headphones on and then bring them all a cup of tea
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:24, archived)
As you leave,
Set off the fire alarms, Childish, but it does cause a shite load of 'inconvenience' if you got more than 50 of you working there.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:25, archived)
Set off the fire alarms, Childish, but it does cause a shite load of 'inconvenience' if you got more than 50 of you working there.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:25, archived)
'Shop a photo of you, the boss and the old cleaning lady having a sandwich
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:27, archived)
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:27, archived)
Dear former employees,
I am sad to inform you that I am leaving you. I hope you will support me in my new venture, that of chicken sexing, as I am sure that I shall enjoy looking at chicken's naughty bits a hell of a lot more than I enjoy working here.
Over my [insert number of months/years of employment], I have learned many things - especially, how much fun you can have with pencil sharpeners, and why you should always have an eraser for yourself and yourself alone (as [insert name of Office Cunt-In-Residence] keeps on nicking the bloody things). I thank you for these life lessons, but far, far less than I thank you for giving me money.
When I leave, you shall see a tear fall out of my eye. Sadly for you, this will be a tear of laughter, as I shall be chuckling my head off at the prospect of seeing you all stuck in this dead end job ten years from now.
So long, and good riddance,
Ssco.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:38, archived)
I am sad to inform you that I am leaving you. I hope you will support me in my new venture, that of chicken sexing, as I am sure that I shall enjoy looking at chicken's naughty bits a hell of a lot more than I enjoy working here.
Over my [insert number of months/years of employment], I have learned many things - especially, how much fun you can have with pencil sharpeners, and why you should always have an eraser for yourself and yourself alone (as [insert name of Office Cunt-In-Residence] keeps on nicking the bloody things). I thank you for these life lessons, but far, far less than I thank you for giving me money.
When I leave, you shall see a tear fall out of my eye. Sadly for you, this will be a tear of laughter, as I shall be chuckling my head off at the prospect of seeing you all stuck in this dead end job ten years from now.
So long, and good riddance,
Ssco.
( , Tue 22 Feb 2005, 15:38, archived)