After two years of doing the same repetitive stuff again and again and again. I decided to let go of one of my part-time jobs. It’s not easy. I’ve given it much thought. I weighed the options. I reminisced about the good times– the so-called happy times–to check whether I’m doing the right thing or not. But I realized how few these ‘times’ are… so… I have to make this huge leap forward. Leave everything behind. This job taught me a lot, it showed me the REAL world — how nasty and cruel and unrelenting it is. So why? Simple. I just got burned out. Third degree burns. XD ANYWAY, I was googling some resignation letters and I found this. Best one so far. haha.
Hello hello~ goodbye goodbye~
I Hate This Job, And You! Letter
Dear [Recipient’s name]:
Yesterday I woke up and realized that this is the worst career experience I’ve ever had. Therefore, I’m officially notifying you of my resignation from [company name]. My last day will be today.
This company has many problems. [insert problems here]
On top of that, I can’t stand to work for you any longer. You, alone, have been a constant source of pain and suffering for me ever since I started this job. I can’t understand how you made it this far in the professional community.
Today is a great day for me. I will never have to see, hear or listen to you ever again. Goodbye, and good-riddance!
^That cracked me up. XD I’m not gonna use that though…but I kinda want to. XD
I can so relate to this. Having a unique or weird name can be a blessing and a curse at the same time. Okay,not REALLY a CURSE in every sense of the word… but it definitely has its downside sometimes.
Having a unique name in a country where parents are trying to outdo each other by giving their kids the craziest, longest, weirdest, strangest, most hard-to-spell name they could come up with– isn’t really something new. So why do people still freakin’ mispronounce and misspell my name?! It’s just one word with 5 letters. It’s not that I’m complaining though. I mean, having a unique name made me standout most of the times. People tend to remember my name easily because it’s different. It’s not your average girl-next-door name. In school, I’m pretty sure I’m the only one named “IRICK”. Yes, I would bet all my savings that when you mention my name in school, there’s no other. It’s just ME. 🙂 My teachers recognized me more and would always call me for recitation. But of course 7 out of 10 teachers would mispronounce my name. XD Actually 7 out of 10 people say my name wrong the first time. I’ve been called IRENE, IRISH, ERIC, ERICA, ERICH, IRIS AND EE-RIK. XD I don’t really get annoyed that much, I find it amusing most of the times. Some fast food restaurants require the customer’s name right? That’s when I get frustrated mostly. I already spelled out my name for them, but they still get it wrong. >_< Here's an example:
Crew: Can I have your name please?
Me: No, it's Irick. Eric with an I.
Me: … I-R-I-C-K.
Me: Just put Ima then. ("Ima" [AHY-MA] is my nickname)
Crew: *writes down ALMA*
I actually did some research and found out that IRICK is actually a last name in some state in the U.S. Weird.
Getting my name wrong is only cute and amusing the first or second time. It gets a bit taxing as time goes by. Especially if it's a stranger or just an acquaintance. I could forgive my friends for that though. XD For instance, some of my friends call me EE-RIK because they're used to calling me that way. I don't really feel like bitching about my name's mispronunciation every time. But of course I love people who get it right the first time. 🙂
Bottomline is… if you know me, I'm probably the ONLY 'IRICK' you'll ever know. There's no other. Hehe. So you better remember my name and say it right. ^_____^
**Irick – [AHY-rik]**
via Tamara Out Loud