I remember my one shitty job that made me stick around far too long. I chose to to give my farewell speech praising all, the usual farce of loving the company…toeing the line. I can still recall my toxic manager sweating in the corner as he pondered what I was going to say. We never got on and he bought about my demise (back quickly back pedalled when I quit before he could sack me as he bought disciplinary action against me and then wrote an official letter explaining it was never his purpose to see me leave…wanker).

But yeah, leave in style.

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