I decided to start this blog on the spur of a moment. Sunday, the 7th of June at 2:34:55s to be precise. Ah, Sunday the 7th of June at 2:34:55s, how I miss thee.
Let me explain my situation. I am an employee at a large company who every day feels like they are losing their grip on their once-flourishing individuality. Stress and the gruelling obligation to wrangle with office politics, carry myself away from my self-identity at an ever-increasing pace. I can barely see myself in the distance. Of course I am standing with a teddy bear held by the arm in one hand, forlorn and tiny. That's simply the way all our inner children look!
This is the schema for this blog as of this moment (a different moment to the aforementioned moment, hereby known as The End of Prehistory) as follows. It is to be an entirely open forum for posting letters of resignation that we either wish we could send, have sent, or will send. I expect that there will be a lot of humour involved. Commenting on the posted letters shall serve as a vehicle for snarkier, more biting letters of resignation. May the arsehole of corporate America burn from the sheer frustration and red-hot wit of the people it chews, digests, and shits out.
It is not necessary to name yourself, or the company, or any individuals you work with, although it shall not be made verboten. I also ask that we update the status of our resignations accordingly :)
Love,
Charlie
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