Resignation email from girl at my company
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From: addison, TX
Originally Posted by Kremlin,May 19 2006, 02:29 PM
Sounds like she had a decent reason to write a letter but did a damn shitty job of it.
Ever been in a job situation where things got really hostile after you put in notice? I have. And it SUCKS. I'm a ****ing computer engineer, and after I put in notice my boss singled me out in front of everyone with statements like "Oh, Dave thinks he's better than everyone else because he's going to work for XYZ", and made me do menial shit like sweeping the parking lot until my time was up. On my last day he accused me of cheating on the vacation timesheets and stealing office supplies.
I still think the woman wrote a crappy letter, but just take a second to consider that perhaps her management was pretty damn unprofessional about her resignation, because it happens.
Ever been in a job situation where things got really hostile after you put in notice? I have. And it SUCKS. I'm a ****ing computer engineer, and after I put in notice my boss singled me out in front of everyone with statements like "Oh, Dave thinks he's better than everyone else because he's going to work for XYZ", and made me do menial shit like sweeping the parking lot until my time was up. On my last day he accused me of cheating on the vacation timesheets and stealing office supplies.
I still think the woman wrote a crappy letter, but just take a second to consider that perhaps her management was pretty damn unprofessional about her resignation, because it happens.
you need to learn how to say NO.
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here is a funny resignation type letter that someone forwarded me a few months back... its pretty funny but u gotta read the whole thing!
An Open Letter To My Colleagues and Coworkers
I've been holding most of this in for the past 7 years. Some thank
you's and some **** you's - but most assuredly all truths. At end of
business I'm ****ing gone forever. I'd like to think, however, that I
won't be forgotten. I wonder which of you will still show after work
for drinks at Ronin's.
My partner in crime, Paul B: You are the tits, my friend. We started
within 5 days of each other and will be leaving within one month of
each other. You have the worst taste in music but the best taste in
women. I really don't think I could have made it without you. I don't
consider you a coworker, you are most definitely a friend. Come hell
or high water, we're keeping our weekly Luger's lunch. The first one's
on me.
Sweet Stephanie S: You were my very first dip into the delicious
talent pool that is Latin women. Seven years ago you took a clueless
22yr old kid and showed him what older women have on younger girls. To
this day I use what you taught me...to the delight of all the women I
date. I will never forget you; but know that I will never forgive you
for marrying that dickhead. You're better than that, I just wish you
realized it.
Helen G: You ****ing whore. I'm still shocked that you don't realize
just how transparent you really are. The only reason any of us were
nice to you was because you have big tits and your step father has
unbelievable Yankee tickets. Did you really think we wouldn't hear all
the shit you talked? We're ****ing friends for Christ's sake. You will
forever be stuck behind that desk answering our calls - and frankly
you should feel blessed you have that.
Jennifer S: We met under some precarious circumstances, only to take
things where they shouldn't have gone. I lost two friends because of
you, but I have no one to blame but myself. But on a totally different
yet equally serious note: what kind of woman shaves her pussy but not
under her arms? That's ****ed up honey.
Tom W: I ****ed you over once, you forgave me. I ****ed you over a
second time, you forgave me. I'm so grateful that I was able to right
my wrongs and get you out of that jam. That's the most I've ever
spoken of that night - and I can assure you the most I will ever speak
of it. You always tell me you owe me, but let me just say your
friendship is more than enough payback. Besides, what you don't
realize is that you have the worst ****ing poker face ever. How many
hands in a row did I take off you? You're my boy.
Melinda M: For my first three years, you were my boss. Then BAM!!! -
look how the tables turned. I never forgot how you treated me and Paul
and Chris and Jeff - you can bet your ass I'll be dropping some
"knowledge" about you during my exit interview. Did you really think
you could run a second business out of creative? Too bad your husband
has no concept of how to hold a job, because I'm willing to wager
you'll soon need the extra income.
The entire Accounting Dept: **** YOU. Accounting is not what keeps
this company thriving, earners like me do. You were supposed to
support me, not hang bullshit paperwork over my head. There's a reason
we keep your fat, ugly asses on 11 away from the business - NO ONE
WANTS TO SEE YOU.
Jaime F: Dude, you're ****ing gay. No one gives a shit about you being
gay. What we give a shit about is you constantly making up these
girlfriends and **** buddies in an attempt to mask your painfully
obvious homosexuality. There's only so many times you can say, "I was
reading m4m because those guys are crazy" before it gets annoying.
Just come out already. I'll totally stand by you - **** you can tell
people you ****ed me if you want. Just come out already, Jesus.
Jessica C: I'm in love with you, period. I always have been and always
will be. You are without a doubt the most unbelievable person - an
absurd mix of absolute beauty, kindness, personality and taste. God
damn I hate the fact that you're married. I know for a fact we've had
our shared moments - but of course you would never act on anything
because you're married. Jesus, even he's a good dude, so I can't talk
shit about him. If for some reason Jake ****s up (please please
please), I will pledge my undying love to you forever. Swear.
Aimee R: Honey, you know exactly where you stand with me, I know where
I stand with you, and until one of us gets married it's always going
to be that ****ing good. Never, ever stop wearing those shoes.
Speaking of which, make sure to ask your doorman tonight if you got
any packages waiting for you. That's right, I over did...size 7,
right?
Doug K: **** nob. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you're
just too ****ing nice for your own good. It's not like, "aw, he's
nice." It's more like, "DUDE, THAT ****ING GUY IS TOO NICE." I hate
making this sound like I don't like you, because I do. But seriously
man, you're 34 years old - grow a pair.
Jeff J, Sarah H, Mark I, Marc B, Shelley T and Ron G: **** off, all of
you. It's not my fault I'm better at my job than you are at yours.
It's not my fault that said fact is so painfully clear that I was put
in charge of your group, regardless of the fact that I'm AT LEAST 6
years younger than all of you. Maybe if you talked a little less about
your husbands, wives and kids, and focused a bit more on the projects
at hand you would have been my boss. Honestly, no one gives a ****
about Saturday morning youth soccer leagues.
Gayle E: The sexual tension between us is so intense that it wakes me
up at night. I've never pursued one woman for so long with out giving
up or achieving the goal. When I finally get that, you are going to be
sore for days. Oh, you KNOW I'm going to get that.
Randi G: You're a ****ing pig. Stop stuffing your face like that, it's
****ing gross. And no, you CANNOT run the marathon, ever. I know that
next week you will have "twisted your ankle" or "sprained a knee"
which you shall claim will prevent you from participating. But the
fact remains you're are full of shit and can't do it. It's okay to
admit it, lots of us can't do it. We just don't lie about it to make
ourselves feel better.
Rhonda L: I don't really know you all that well, don't really see you
very often. But four years ago we had our little roll in the bathroom
at the holiday party. So I just wanted to A) say thanks for giving me
the opportunity to **** a girl named Rhonda, I think it's hot; and B)
let all the men stuck here that contrary to your quiet demeanor,
you're a filthy ****ing woman. Well done.
Richard W: the only boss I've ever had that I liked - until I found
out you sold me out in an attempt to cover your own ass. I never once
confronted you about it, but Jaime told me how you blamed me. I'm just
thankful that he didn't believe you. Oh, and just so you know, it was
me who put all the viagra in your coffee. I always thought the Irish
curse was a myth - guess I was wrong.
Caroline A: Your annoying voice trumps your fantastic rack and perfect
ass. When I look at you all I can think about is ****ing you. But when
I hear you speak outloud, I want to kill you. Such a waste of perfect
tits ass....but honestly, shut it.
Bill G: Dude, I have nothing against you. You're a pretty fair,
reasonable, even somewhat funny guy. But I think you should know that
you're are know around the office as sloth - you know, the ****ed up
guy from Goonies. Sorry dude, it's your forehead and ears, they make
you a dead ringer for him. Again, I don't mean this negatively, just
giving you the score.
Jerome W: I can't thank you enough for the countless times you cleaned
$$$$$$ off my hard drive. You know for a fact that no one passed you the
alley-oop better than me - Basketball City League Champs three years
in a row. Take me to Rucker, I want to get worked over by "reall
ballahs."
Gabrielle - I still feel really guilty about taking your bf's jet's
tickets so many times, only to **** you after the game each time we
went. I'm really glad to hear you broke up with him, because I was
dreading going to your wedding with that over my head. I did pay for
the tickets once - does that make you a prostitute?
Jeff A: El Presidente of our happily little family here. I learned
more from you than I did over 4 years of Ivy education. You are the
only one that I felt truly respected the fact that I could get the job
done even though I was (and still am) so young. I truly hope that one
day I will begin to repay to you all that you have given me. I know
you don't care, but I still feel really bad about ****ing your ex
wife. I SWEAR I had no idea.
To everyone else I forgot to mention or chose not to write about: You
clearly didn't make enough of an impression on me, or I just don't
really give a **** about you. And frankly, maybe you're better off -
as you can see, I'm a pretty big dick.
PB - I told you'd forward this on to everyone in the office.
An Open Letter To My Colleagues and Coworkers
I've been holding most of this in for the past 7 years. Some thank
you's and some **** you's - but most assuredly all truths. At end of
business I'm ****ing gone forever. I'd like to think, however, that I
won't be forgotten. I wonder which of you will still show after work
for drinks at Ronin's.
My partner in crime, Paul B: You are the tits, my friend. We started
within 5 days of each other and will be leaving within one month of
each other. You have the worst taste in music but the best taste in
women. I really don't think I could have made it without you. I don't
consider you a coworker, you are most definitely a friend. Come hell
or high water, we're keeping our weekly Luger's lunch. The first one's
on me.
Sweet Stephanie S: You were my very first dip into the delicious
talent pool that is Latin women. Seven years ago you took a clueless
22yr old kid and showed him what older women have on younger girls. To
this day I use what you taught me...to the delight of all the women I
date. I will never forget you; but know that I will never forgive you
for marrying that dickhead. You're better than that, I just wish you
realized it.
Helen G: You ****ing whore. I'm still shocked that you don't realize
just how transparent you really are. The only reason any of us were
nice to you was because you have big tits and your step father has
unbelievable Yankee tickets. Did you really think we wouldn't hear all
the shit you talked? We're ****ing friends for Christ's sake. You will
forever be stuck behind that desk answering our calls - and frankly
you should feel blessed you have that.
Jennifer S: We met under some precarious circumstances, only to take
things where they shouldn't have gone. I lost two friends because of
you, but I have no one to blame but myself. But on a totally different
yet equally serious note: what kind of woman shaves her pussy but not
under her arms? That's ****ed up honey.
Tom W: I ****ed you over once, you forgave me. I ****ed you over a
second time, you forgave me. I'm so grateful that I was able to right
my wrongs and get you out of that jam. That's the most I've ever
spoken of that night - and I can assure you the most I will ever speak
of it. You always tell me you owe me, but let me just say your
friendship is more than enough payback. Besides, what you don't
realize is that you have the worst ****ing poker face ever. How many
hands in a row did I take off you? You're my boy.
Melinda M: For my first three years, you were my boss. Then BAM!!! -
look how the tables turned. I never forgot how you treated me and Paul
and Chris and Jeff - you can bet your ass I'll be dropping some
"knowledge" about you during my exit interview. Did you really think
you could run a second business out of creative? Too bad your husband
has no concept of how to hold a job, because I'm willing to wager
you'll soon need the extra income.
The entire Accounting Dept: **** YOU. Accounting is not what keeps
this company thriving, earners like me do. You were supposed to
support me, not hang bullshit paperwork over my head. There's a reason
we keep your fat, ugly asses on 11 away from the business - NO ONE
WANTS TO SEE YOU.
Jaime F: Dude, you're ****ing gay. No one gives a shit about you being
gay. What we give a shit about is you constantly making up these
girlfriends and **** buddies in an attempt to mask your painfully
obvious homosexuality. There's only so many times you can say, "I was
reading m4m because those guys are crazy" before it gets annoying.
Just come out already. I'll totally stand by you - **** you can tell
people you ****ed me if you want. Just come out already, Jesus.
Jessica C: I'm in love with you, period. I always have been and always
will be. You are without a doubt the most unbelievable person - an
absurd mix of absolute beauty, kindness, personality and taste. God
damn I hate the fact that you're married. I know for a fact we've had
our shared moments - but of course you would never act on anything
because you're married. Jesus, even he's a good dude, so I can't talk
shit about him. If for some reason Jake ****s up (please please
please), I will pledge my undying love to you forever. Swear.
Aimee R: Honey, you know exactly where you stand with me, I know where
I stand with you, and until one of us gets married it's always going
to be that ****ing good. Never, ever stop wearing those shoes.
Speaking of which, make sure to ask your doorman tonight if you got
any packages waiting for you. That's right, I over did...size 7,
right?
Doug K: **** nob. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you're
just too ****ing nice for your own good. It's not like, "aw, he's
nice." It's more like, "DUDE, THAT ****ING GUY IS TOO NICE." I hate
making this sound like I don't like you, because I do. But seriously
man, you're 34 years old - grow a pair.
Jeff J, Sarah H, Mark I, Marc B, Shelley T and Ron G: **** off, all of
you. It's not my fault I'm better at my job than you are at yours.
It's not my fault that said fact is so painfully clear that I was put
in charge of your group, regardless of the fact that I'm AT LEAST 6
years younger than all of you. Maybe if you talked a little less about
your husbands, wives and kids, and focused a bit more on the projects
at hand you would have been my boss. Honestly, no one gives a ****
about Saturday morning youth soccer leagues.
Gayle E: The sexual tension between us is so intense that it wakes me
up at night. I've never pursued one woman for so long with out giving
up or achieving the goal. When I finally get that, you are going to be
sore for days. Oh, you KNOW I'm going to get that.
Randi G: You're a ****ing pig. Stop stuffing your face like that, it's
****ing gross. And no, you CANNOT run the marathon, ever. I know that
next week you will have "twisted your ankle" or "sprained a knee"
which you shall claim will prevent you from participating. But the
fact remains you're are full of shit and can't do it. It's okay to
admit it, lots of us can't do it. We just don't lie about it to make
ourselves feel better.
Rhonda L: I don't really know you all that well, don't really see you
very often. But four years ago we had our little roll in the bathroom
at the holiday party. So I just wanted to A) say thanks for giving me
the opportunity to **** a girl named Rhonda, I think it's hot; and B)
let all the men stuck here that contrary to your quiet demeanor,
you're a filthy ****ing woman. Well done.
Richard W: the only boss I've ever had that I liked - until I found
out you sold me out in an attempt to cover your own ass. I never once
confronted you about it, but Jaime told me how you blamed me. I'm just
thankful that he didn't believe you. Oh, and just so you know, it was
me who put all the viagra in your coffee. I always thought the Irish
curse was a myth - guess I was wrong.
Caroline A: Your annoying voice trumps your fantastic rack and perfect
ass. When I look at you all I can think about is ****ing you. But when
I hear you speak outloud, I want to kill you. Such a waste of perfect
tits ass....but honestly, shut it.
Bill G: Dude, I have nothing against you. You're a pretty fair,
reasonable, even somewhat funny guy. But I think you should know that
you're are know around the office as sloth - you know, the ****ed up
guy from Goonies. Sorry dude, it's your forehead and ears, they make
you a dead ringer for him. Again, I don't mean this negatively, just
giving you the score.
Jerome W: I can't thank you enough for the countless times you cleaned
$$$$$$ off my hard drive. You know for a fact that no one passed you the
alley-oop better than me - Basketball City League Champs three years
in a row. Take me to Rucker, I want to get worked over by "reall
ballahs."
Gabrielle - I still feel really guilty about taking your bf's jet's
tickets so many times, only to **** you after the game each time we
went. I'm really glad to hear you broke up with him, because I was
dreading going to your wedding with that over my head. I did pay for
the tickets once - does that make you a prostitute?
Jeff A: El Presidente of our happily little family here. I learned
more from you than I did over 4 years of Ivy education. You are the
only one that I felt truly respected the fact that I could get the job
done even though I was (and still am) so young. I truly hope that one
day I will begin to repay to you all that you have given me. I know
you don't care, but I still feel really bad about ****ing your ex
wife. I SWEAR I had no idea.
To everyone else I forgot to mention or chose not to write about: You
clearly didn't make enough of an impression on me, or I just don't
really give a **** about you. And frankly, maybe you're better off -
as you can see, I'm a pretty big dick.
PB - I told you'd forward this on to everyone in the office.