Ok, kiddies, it's Friday so time for some job silliness.  Today, resignation letters.  Hey, if you are looking for a new job, chances are a resignation letter is in your future ... but maybe you don't want to use these as your template. :)  Excerpts from some of my favs: 

Finally, I have to say that this place has eaten one year of my life and I am fully responsible for it, but you are the one who makes everyone’s life miserable.
You sucks  & you stink like rotten pig.
Hate is a small word to describe my feeling for you.
Hope to see you bankrupt soon (which is inevitable).
I am resigning...
Submitted with due hatred
 

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Dear faceless corporate entity:

As you are doubtless unaware, many of your corporate decisions over the past few years seem to be guided by a confusing mix of one part tidal forces, one part astrology, and one part the mad ravings of some of our institutionalised clients. Many of your former staff have elected not to accompany you in your corporate journey of snatching defeat from the jaws of victory. I intend to join them.

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Per our employee handbook, I am giving two weeks notice of my resignation. You will probably notice that I am not the first person to jump off this ship before it sinks. Perhaps my leaving will save the company enough money to purchase new mixers and replace the ones which were purchased when the company was started in the late 40s.

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In any case, I wanted you to know that I'm not leaving because of the mistake on my holiday bonus last year, or the fact that I can't read half the document attachments that come in my email because I'm still on Word 95. No, I am leaving because you clearly do not believe that this company is worth the investment of good, well-running equipment for either your office or manufacturing staff. And if its not worth your investment, sir, it is not worth my investment, either, and I am certainly not going to waste 40 of the best hours of my week on a bad investment. Good day.

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I can no longer spread my sheets or e my mails. I just don't Excel. My point has lost its power, and my micro is soft. I can't access my binder, basically my photo is shopped. Time to be recycled.