Leaving the job that taught me what I don't want — invaluable, in its own irritating way.
Fresh today · Wednesday, 24 June
New Wishes
A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.
My out-of-office reply is permanent now and weirdly thrilling.
Goodbye to the meetings that could've been emails and the emails that should've been silence.
On my way out, here's the password to the shared drive — good luck deciphering the folder names.
Two weeks' notice given, two weeks' coasting commenced — see you on LinkedIn.
To my replacement: the coffee is bad, the WiFi is worse, and Karen knows everything, trust her.
↑ pick one up
Browse by occasion
What are we writing today?
Cabinets sorted by occasion. Open one — pages are arranged by warmth, not algorithm.
- Anniversary
- Baby
- Belated
- Best
- Birthday
- Boy
- Boyfriend
- Christian
- Christmas
- Congratulation
- Diwali
- Easter
- Eid Mubarak
- Engagement
- Farewell
- Fathers Day
- Friendship
- Funny
- Get Well
- Girl
- Girlfriend
- Good Morning
- Good Night
- Graduation
- Hanukkah
- Heart Touching
- Holiday
- Invitation
- Job
- Love
- Miss You
- Mothers Day
- New Year
- Recovery
- Retirement
- Romantic
- Thank You
- Thanksgiving
- Wedding
- Well
- Women's Day
- Sympathy
- Valentine's Day
- Halloween
- Veterans Day
More from today
Leaving with my sanity, half a stapler, and a deeply suspicious sense of relief.
I came, I saw, I filed a lot of expense reports — farewell.
My final contribution to the team chat will be a single, dignified peace sign emoji.
Walking out with the same energy I walked in with, just significantly less hopeful and slightly taller.
Goodbye to the swivel chair that knew me best.
To my soon-to-be-former boss: thanks for the lessons, mostly cautionary.
Quitting a job is just rage-clicking 'unsubscribe' on a much larger scale.
Leaving day: somewhere between graduation and parole.
Farewell, fluorescent lights — may the next person bring a desk lamp and lower expectations.
My exit interview answer to everything: 'It was a learning experience,' delivered with a small smile.
On the last day, I'm taking the office plant — we've been through a lot together.
Goodbye, group chat — I'll mute, not leave, like a coward with options.
To the colleagues I actually liked: brunch soon, I promise, and this time I mean it.
Walking out with a box of belongings and the strange sensation of being seen for the last time by HR.
My handover document is three pages of useful information and seventeen pages of vibes.
Leaving the job that built me, broke me slightly, and finally let me go — onward.
Last meeting attended, last badge swiped, last performative laugh emitted — I am free.
Goodbye — and to the one coworker who microwaved fish: I will never forget, but I will leave.
You make ordinary Tuesdays feel like something worth remembering.