The word went around recently that a co-worker with many years of exemplary service was deciding to pack it in and retire.
She’s a very nice lady.
Last summer she made up 1/4 of my foursome at the company’s 2013 “Best Ball” golf tournament. When we submitted our score card after 18, we had logged a respectable -2!
Granted, those two birdies were all me because I was the best on the team, but…again, she’s a super nice lady, is what I’m trying to say! One of the few with a sense of humour.
Anyway, today I found a strange book on my desk.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!” I politely asked everyone at once.
Robo-Kyle explained that the book was making its way through the office and anyone who wished to write a few words to our departing comrade was welcome.
“…anyone who wished to…”
Robo-Kyle knows perfectly well that I’ll take something as trivial as “writing a few lines” as far as I possibly can. I think they intentionally waited until the very end of the day to give it to me, reasoning that if I “went psycho with it,” I’d be doing it on my own time.
Below you will find a few images showing various messages in the book (their names edited out for privacy, naturally).
Try to guess which one is mine!
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