Farewell

There’s something poetic — melancholic — about the blind-copied farewell email from a colleague whose name you didn’t recognise until a leaving card bearing it transported itself forlornly around the department’s in-trays a fortnight ago.

I think most of you know by now that today is my final day. I’m not a big fan of farewells so I won’t dwell too much on the past months — but I wanted to say thank you for each one of you for your support you have given me during my time here. It has been a privilege to work with some of the most incredible, passionate people in the industry! Wishing you all the best, the very best, both professionally and personally, and hoping we reconnect when our paths cross going forward! — Sandy

What to make of this: faintly passive aggressive thanks for nothing? A lack of irony? Or just no sense of perspective? Anyway, you can make it into poetry like so:

My Farewell

a valediction in 4 parts

1.

i think most of you know

by now

that

today

is my

final day.

2.

i’m not a big fan of farewells, so

I won’t dwell too much on the past months —

but

i wanted to say thank you

for each one of you

for your all support

during

my time.

3.

It has been a privilege to work with

some

of the most

incredible,

passionate

people

in the

industry.

4.

wishing you

all the best

the very best, both

professionally and personally, and

hoping we

reconnect when our paths cross

going forward

~exit~

See also

• Leaving card

References

14/6/18