Here is someone who has elevated resignation letters from mere corporate texts to pure art. The person behind this note has given much thought not only to the content of his letter but to the material it was written on. Much like a true artist. We have no doubt that his next employer will know how to properly appreciate those artistic skills.
Also, may we just point out that no matter how terrible the company was to work for, it appears that it wasn’t cheap when it came to toilet paper. Generic, single-ply toilet paper used by many large corporations will never endure the sharpie or brush pen used to write this note. We hope the disgruntled employee got to swipe a couple of rolls before leaving.
Edit and Out
Who knew that you can change your (and your employer's) professional life with five...scratch that...six words! There are no bells and whistles with this resignation letter. It gets straight to the point, and it's no wonder why. It seems like this person had no time to waste!
What makes this letter particularly funny (but still a bit brutal) is the passive-aggressive smiley face. We suppose it could've been worse as there are fewer "happy" faces that this employee could've drawn.
Burnt Out
Life can be pretty boring and bland at times, so why not use any opportunity to spice (or scent) it up? That's where there this quitting candle comes in handy.
Instead of a passive-aggressive letter or angry email, simply give your soon-to-be former employer this delightful "gift," and you'll always be remembered. For better or for worse. Well, either way, it's gonna be lit.
The Scot Way
Take a look at the most Scottish letter of resignation to have ever existed. Let's start with the employer. Never has there been a more Scottish name than MacGillivray. Then there's the delightful line reading "I'll no be back after June 30th. Canny wait." For those of you who aren't familiar with Scottish slang, let us explain that 'canny' is the Scottish way of saying 'cannot'. We canny wait to meet this woman in real life.
Marlene is obviously not one to be messed with. We read her letter multiple times, and the more we read, the more we can hear the rolling Rs in our heads. Does anyone else feel a sudden urge to put on their tartan and go looking for their clan in the highlands?
Toxic Corporate Policy
There once was a time when regular workdays in a functioning society were 12 hours long (or longer). That being said, there were also times in which it was acceptable to fine women for wearing skirts that were too short. Things change. It seems that this company's policy doesn't.
Some companies seem to feel their employees are machines. We know that machines have been taking over some fields of employment, but that is hardly an excuse to treat your employees like robots. We can only hope that the way things work in this company has since changed.