[ WP ] You hate your boss , and you 've just won the lottery . Write your resignation letter .

Oh hey Mike. You always call me by my first name, so I suppose this is okay now. We are friends here at the office afterall, are n't we, Mike? Team-building exercises galore, even though these are probably just your ill-adjusted way to say `` I wan na shag you, Jessica!'' Yep, I noticed you feeling her up. Apparently you have a thing for thick girls. You chubby chaser. Protip: Not gon na happen. She's just afraid as fuck to lose her job, supporting 2 children and whatnot. Mikey Mikey. You lack decency and humility, so I wo n't give you none either. 
 
 Remember when you made me work unpaid overtime? Me neither. Honestly too many times I'd care to remember. All that stays in my head is a giant notion of `` FUCK MIKE.'' Wakeup call, bro! I forwarded your lewd advances to HR. I forwarded your unsanitary business practics to accounting. You may talk it down, effectively saving your sorry ass, but at least it will be a major pain in said ass for you. 
 
 So what put me on the edge? Mikeybro, I am not even on the edge. I am calm as the Unabomber in his cabin. So yeah, I won the lottery. And I am the hell out of here. I resign from my prestigious job at a fortune 10000 ( On the lower end of the 10000 ) to live a live of booze, hookers and the occasional yacht trip. Far away from your shitty management, your arbitrary deadlines, and your cringey ass in general. 
 
 Goodbye and fuck you, 
 
 Dan The Man.
