Today’s entry actually comes from an ex-coworker who had enough of the company he was working at and finally gave his notice.  Sometimes the English language can be constructed in a poetically beautiful and descriptive way.  His short, yet fascinating, description of what put him over the edge put a smile to my face and reminded me of when I had written a fantasy “goodbye letter” to be used at any place where you couldn’t wait to leave.  Anyway, here is what he wrote to me.  Enjoy.

Hey James,

Well I finally figured out how much room there was in my anal cavity -- not enough apparently.

They have been ramming so much bullshit up my arse lately that I though I could take anything they packed up there. But they brought in the construction grade pneurmatic piledriver and really pounded it up there till their crap started spewing out of my nose, mouth and eye sockets. I just had enough breath left to sign my resignation letter before succumbing to fecal asphyxiation.

If you happen to see a help wanted sign in your local Burger King let me know.

Cheers

Here’s hoping he finds a new job soon.  And yes, for those of you who notice the word ‘arse’  and 'cheers' in his text, he is British and not just pretending to be one.