I work in an office with about 50 people, which is quite a lot in Hobart. It's not chopped up into divisions or units; we all share the one kitchen, often go out for big lunches and you really do have to remember a lot of names.
There has been a rash of people leaving for various reasons, every week another big farewell card is circulated for us all to sign and add our little comment.
This time Beck (who hired me) is leaving to have a baby. Her card, I am not kidding, says on the front in massive letters just YOU’RE LEAVING TO HAVE A BABY.
This has given me a terrific idea for a whole range of 'leaving' cards that baldly state the reason for the departure.
YOU’RE LEAVING FOR MORE MONEY.
YOU’RE LEAVING BECAUSE THAT PERSONALITY CLASH WAS A DEAL-BREAKER.
YOU’RE LEAVING TO WRITE A BOOK. GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.