I'm talking about one of my clients of course. One that has had me wrapped around their little finger for 7, yes, I said SEVEN, months. Oh and they'd take me for longer. But I gotta shape up! Cause I need a man! And my heart's not set on youuuuu....haha okay that was weird. What's weirder is my break up letter:
Dear Beloved Client,
I just want to start off by saying that it’s not you, it’s me. I’ve found someone else, and I think you know him quite well – the public accounting firm where I'm employed. I’ve had an amazing time with you these past 7 months, and I’ve learned about myself through this relationship and I hope that you’ve gained something from it as well. You are smart, warm, and extremely intelligent, and I will always remember these qualities about you. I hope you will forgive me but I think that it is time for us to break it off. We are moving in different directions in our lives, and we both deserve to grow, and I KNOW you will find someone new and better (well maybe not better, but as good at least J). I’ve cleaned out my stuff, and am moving out, but don’t worry because I will always be there for you if you need me, and I won’t be moving very far. I hope that you can find a place in your heart for me, as I have for you! Please do keep in touch, and I hope that we can maintain a long-lasting friendship.
Your loaned staff,
Fly
Now how would you say goodbye? Formally? Not this one over here. I've been cracking myself up all day :)

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