Goodnight, job.

Today was my last day at work. This was my farewell letter.

After five years, three months, and five days, today is my last day at COMPANY. Weird, huh?

You’re receiving this because we’ve shared a drink or a laugh or most likely, both. I may owe you money but let’s get real, I probably have dirt on you. Getting real-er, you probably have dirt on me and the check is in the mail.

Sweetness finally, FINALLY, graduates in May with a PhD in Journalism/Mass Comm from SCHOOL and I plan to put her to work flipping burgers or making babies, whichever pays more.

As for me, I finally have time to pursue some of my personal interests, which is code for not shaving or wearing pants.

Kidding aside, I really enjoyed working and more importantly, hanging out with you. You helped keep me sane, motivated and, as goofy as it sounds, just happy. So, thank you.

I know this is a huge loss for you but keep your chin up. You’re an animal and you’re wonderful.


Sincerely,
xxxxxx