OK... so am changing my company(job) and i need a good bye bye letter for my co workers.. need suggestions pls..
i found this on the net.. how do you think it is ?
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Greetings, fellow and soon-to-be former co-workers.
Today I have crafted this fine nugget of prose to bid a fond farewell as I step down from my lofty post, ending a resplendent career here at XXXXXXXXXX. First and foremost, I'd like to congratulate my superiors for providing the opportunity to excel, being proactive in creating solutions for enabling my completion of action items and goals. Kudos to my inferiors for allowing me to be superior; you know who you are.
Born to humble beginnings at the base of the Rocky Mountains on a chilly October morning, nineteen hundred and seventy-six, my mother and father were unsure what the future held for their deftly handsome newborn. Would he be a rock star? Brain surgeon, rocket scientist, or Supreme Court Justice? Nay, said Fate. For, a young and wily politician by the name of Albert Gore was busy creating something wonderful -- a network of computing machines so far-reaching, so worldly, the title "Information Superhighway" could not do it justice. An entirely new word had to be crafted for this eighth wonder, and its name was "Internet." And it was good. I cast aside my formal training in the environmental sciences in favor of the fame and fortune that only development in this new medium could offer. As you all know, the demanding mistress of machine programming has been kind to this lad.
Fast forward to today, as I set to embark on another leg of life's exotic adventure. I carry my experience garnered in these halls as a colorful feather of knowledge in my cap of expertise. During my moments at the peak, and during our darkest hours, my colleagues were with me and brightened the day with their humbly-crafted jabs at my expense. XXXXXXXXXXX, your daily wit shall be missed. Somewhere.
As the music begins playing, let me say again what a pleasure it's been; I can only assume it's been the same for you.
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind.
i found this on the net.. how do you think it is ?
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Greetings, fellow and soon-to-be former co-workers.
Today I have crafted this fine nugget of prose to bid a fond farewell as I step down from my lofty post, ending a resplendent career here at XXXXXXXXXX. First and foremost, I'd like to congratulate my superiors for providing the opportunity to excel, being proactive in creating solutions for enabling my completion of action items and goals. Kudos to my inferiors for allowing me to be superior; you know who you are.
Born to humble beginnings at the base of the Rocky Mountains on a chilly October morning, nineteen hundred and seventy-six, my mother and father were unsure what the future held for their deftly handsome newborn. Would he be a rock star? Brain surgeon, rocket scientist, or Supreme Court Justice? Nay, said Fate. For, a young and wily politician by the name of Albert Gore was busy creating something wonderful -- a network of computing machines so far-reaching, so worldly, the title "Information Superhighway" could not do it justice. An entirely new word had to be crafted for this eighth wonder, and its name was "Internet." And it was good. I cast aside my formal training in the environmental sciences in favor of the fame and fortune that only development in this new medium could offer. As you all know, the demanding mistress of machine programming has been kind to this lad.
Fast forward to today, as I set to embark on another leg of life's exotic adventure. I carry my experience garnered in these halls as a colorful feather of knowledge in my cap of expertise. During my moments at the peak, and during our darkest hours, my colleagues were with me and brightened the day with their humbly-crafted jabs at my expense. XXXXXXXXXXX, your daily wit shall be missed. Somewhere.
As the music begins playing, let me say again what a pleasure it's been; I can only assume it's been the same for you.
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind.
You'll be fired rather than resignation accepted if you post such a letter. 
