I was watching all my favourite BBS' slowly die away.
I don' know how to make this DSL dial the local sysop anymore
I was giving up hope of a next generation Amiga. (there is still a glimpse of hope in me).
I was made redundant a few month ago: here is my goodbye. .
I know that today, sitting, waiting, glum at your desks, there has been but one thing to look forward to. There has been but one thing that you have anticipated. There has been but one thing you expect.
I know that today, sitting, waiting, glum at your desks, that I, Graeme, The Long Haired Adonis am the man to deliver for you your fix. I know that the only reason you came in to work today was to read this, my parting email to the masses.
Usually, when you, the mortals here at (company X) write your parting email messages, you start to thank people. The Adonis has no need to thank you as you should thank him for giving you someone to hold on high . My not being here does not mean that this should stop. Rather, your gratitude for my existence should now be in the form of "Donations" (recommended at 15% of your post tax salaries) which will be collected on a monthly basis.
I do not ask you to worry about me or cry that without this employment I will find things hard. The reputation of the Adonis is far reaching and I have both nobility and royalty from the corners of the globe world begging to offer me their services. Why, just this week I was contacted by a Nigerian prince who wanted me to hold some money for him. In exchange for this, he is offering me a sizeable commission.
I hope that most of you have enjoyed having me in the building. I have been having fun for almost the past three years offending and joking with you all.
For those of you that I have neither disgusted nor offended, please come and see me after level 29 drinks this evening and I will be more than happy to leave you "Adonisized".
For those that wish to contact me after today - all my details are in my signature.
Common Questions and their answers:
Q. Why are you leaving?
A. My Job has moved to Wellington and with all the egos in the politicians down there, the addition of mine would likely cause an explosion of super-nova proportions thus rendering the earth and everything we know (and some stuff we don't know) non-existent
Q. If you don't know about something, how do you know that it will become non-existent?
A. I am the Adonis. I know!
Q. When is your last day?
A. Today.
Q. What are you going to be doing next?
A. I have a short term contract (2 weeks) starting on Monday. Whilst doing this, I will be continuing to look for my next move.
Q. Are you going to cut your hair?
A. No.
Q. Why not?
A. I am the Long Haired Adonis. Short hair would leave me liable for prosecution under both the consumer guarantees and fair trading acts. I am nothing but moral and intend to uphold these laws.
Q. Are you doing anything special tonight?
A. I will be attending Level 29 drinks tonight and then the city is my oyster. Feel free to follow (or even lead a bit)
Q. Who are you?
A. The personification of everything that is good, great, and wondrous. I am perfectly a pure paragon of masculinity. I am the man that makes all the women wet and all the men sweat (whilst washing my car in the weekends - dirty minded people) I also bid you adieu.
Details Below.....
Like a Bat out of Hell
Gone when the morning comes
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I was watching all my favourite BBS' slowly die away. I don' know how to make this DSL dial the local sysop anymore I was giving up hope of a next generation Amiga. (there is still a glimpse of hope in me).
I was made redundant a few month ago: here is my goodbye. .
I know that today, sitting, waiting, glum at your desks, there has been but one thing to look forward to. There has been but one thing that you have anticipated. There has been but one thing you expect.
I know that today, sitting, waiting, glum at your desks, that I, Graeme, The Long Haired Adonis am the man to deliver for you your fix. I know that the only reason you came in to work today was to read this, my parting email to the masses.
Usually, when you, the mortals here at (company X) write your parting email messages, you start to thank people. The Adonis has no need to thank you as you should thank him for giving you someone to hold on high . My not being here does not mean that this should stop. Rather, your gratitude for my existence should now be in the form of "Donations" (recommended at 15% of your post tax salaries) which will be collected on a monthly basis.
I do not ask you to worry about me or cry that without this employment I will find things hard. The reputation of the Adonis is far reaching and I have both nobility and royalty from the corners of the globe world begging to offer me their services. Why, just this week I was contacted by a Nigerian prince who wanted me to hold some money for him. In exchange for this, he is offering me a sizeable commission.
I hope that most of you have enjoyed having me in the building. I have been having fun for almost the past three years offending and joking with you all.
For those of you that I have neither disgusted nor offended, please come and see me after level 29 drinks this evening and I will be more than happy to leave you "Adonisized".
For those that wish to contact me after today - all my details are in my signature.
Common Questions and their answers:
Q. Why are you leaving?
A. My Job has moved to Wellington and with all the egos in the politicians down there, the addition of mine would likely cause an explosion of super-nova proportions thus rendering the earth and everything we know (and some stuff we don't know) non-existent
Q. If you don't know about something, how do you know that it will become non-existent?
A. I am the Adonis. I know!
Q. When is your last day?
A. Today.
Q. What are you going to be doing next?
A. I have a short term contract (2 weeks) starting on Monday. Whilst doing this, I will be continuing to look for my next move.
Q. Are you going to cut your hair?
A. No.
Q. Why not?
A. I am the Long Haired Adonis. Short hair would leave me liable for prosecution under both the consumer guarantees and fair trading acts. I am nothing but moral and intend to uphold these laws.
Q. Are you doing anything special tonight?
A. I will be attending Level 29 drinks tonight and then the city is my oyster. Feel free to follow (or even lead a bit)
Q. Who are you?
A. The personification of everything that is good, great, and wondrous. I am perfectly a pure paragon of masculinity. I am the man that makes all the women wet and all the men sweat (whilst washing my car in the weekends - dirty minded people) I also bid you adieu.
Details Below..... Like a Bat out of Hell Gone when the morning comes
ugly crooked toothed people of questionable gender to keep electing this one then. . http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://wmmbb.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/clarke-and-bush.jpg&imgrefurl=http://wmmbb.wordpress.com/2007/03/23/1406/&h=322&w=435&sz=27&hl=en&start=2&um=1&usg=__b9OhQLnbvYa2tx25Y5_gyFx73G4=&tbnid=4TKw75oEfWu3sM:&tbnh=93&tbnw=126&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dugly%2Bhelen%2Bclarke%26ndsp%3D20%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Dactive%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:en-nz%26sa%3DN
Why dont they just employee psychics? If they know what is going to happen surely only those with ill intent are ever going to have to be searched