Mr. R. was fed up.
As if it wasn't enough that his boss had made the last few months - oh what, years - hell for him.
She had also saved a lot of meanness for his parting.
Badly talked about him in the industry.
He ignored his requests to speak in conferences.
Not renewing the fixed-term contract of his favorite colleague.
Demonstratively boycotted his farewell party.
Nadine Bad
Editor in business, responsible for “Jobs and Opportunities”.
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Now he had finally come, his last day at work.
The time to type the farewell email.
R. took a deep breath, opened Outlook and began to write the frustration off his mind:
Dear Colleagues,
After many years of overtime, underpaid and bad company, I decided to leave this company. I haven't regretted my decision for a second since then - and it won't turn out that way. The tone that prevails here, the hierarchy of yesterday, the unspeakable strategic decisions; all of this no longer seems bearable to me, not to say: It k. . . at me. Not just me, many here are close to burnout or have already taken sick leave. The management alone runs the business down and rakes in money in the process. Pooh! And as if that weren't enough, it doesn't even succeed in letting those who have already quit leave with decency and dignity. Instead, people are kicked and mischief is spread in public. Ugh again! Honestly:I don't want to have anything more to do with this shop.
Sincerely, R.
R. let the mouse pointer move to the top left, then he stopped abruptly, marked his text and quickly overwritten it:
Dear Colleagues,
today is my last day at this company.
If you want to contact me in the future, send me an email at R@privat.de.
Many thanks for everything
Your R.
Then he hit "Send".