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"...not a suicide note..."

For the last 2.5 years one of the jobs I've had is managing a small outbound call-center in Rexburg (we only call hotels...so no animosity please.) At it's largest point - we had 5 employees on the team, but that didn't mean there wasn't a lot of turnover. I've cycled through nearly 20 employees in that time. It can be kind of draining.

You sometimes get people that quit after just a day or two, even though they were having success. Work ethic seems to be rapidly declining among many generations (including preceding generations I've noticed.) But at least manners haven't gone completely out the windows - at least not with one young man that was starting his second day of work. He left me a note before he quit:

Dear Justin:  I truly appreciate the job opportunity, but I must sincerely apologize for not being honest with you or myself. I took this job because my girlfriend forced me to. I do not have the time or the ability to manage the stress of all that is occurring in my life and I just need to escape... don't be alarmed this is not a suicide note it is just a "I quit because I'm a pansy" note and I would rather play competitive baseball and go camping on Fridays than work an hourly job. I sincerely apologize for wasting your time, but I need to do what makes me happy.

 I still have a photocopy of this note. I just came across it the other day while moving things in my office. This just fills me with so many emotions! Mostly laughter. I wonder if he realized at the time of writing this that I would be laughing for years to come? And I did pass it around to some of the other sales members who were also flabbergasted.

To all of you out there that have a good work ethic - Congrats! You'll do alright. To those of you that don't, at least make your quitting note humorous for others to read. Thank you.

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