Dear Mr. Boss:

I'm thrilled to inform you that I'm resigning.

I have been waiting for what seems like forever to inform you that I’m resigning. I’ve hated working for the company since the day I was hired. I don’t like the work, I don’t like my fellow employees and especially magigi and impunity who keep jamming my mail box with porn junk mails, and I don’t like you either for your constant, irritating and nauseating refusal to consider my job promotion application.

I am tendering my resignation effective from immediately and I’m heading for the open road. I bought Guka's old peugeot 102, 1942 model and a leather jacket and my wife, Mercyline, is coming along. It was a little tough to find a jacket to fit her, but we managed to get second hand at mukiha's yard.

I know you would like me to help you with a transition, but I won’t. You may enjoy yourself figuring out the files on my computer. I don’t even figure them out most of the time.

Oh, speaking of computers, you’ll need to figure out the passwords to all our online resources. I forgot to keep a list of them, so have fun with that.

I’m sure you’d like to have a going away party for me. However, I’m not interested in the stale mshikakis and nasty brittania bisquits that constitutes saying goodbye at this company.

Don’t worry about writing for me a reference, even though I’m sure you’d be glad to recommend my work. I don’t need or want one. I don’t need references where I’m heading. So, consider our bridges burnt.

See ya,

Happy To Be Gone!

kaigangio

This fellow must be very angry indeed with Mr Boss. May be he should have been promoted as he desired. Anyhow, kwaheri ya kuonana.

Gone till November??

Is this a stunt or what?

He was only two posts away from getting his promotion to the Elder position. Ama anahepa alshabaibe?