My work is big on over-sized cards and a nice gift to people who've done their time at the galley-benches (workstations) and are now moving on. That's kewl. A workplace is good where people give a shit enough to organise activities, cards, gifts, and all that other stuff. It makes it a better place to be.
The trouble is, as wordy a man as I am, I struggle with what to say. Sometimes I draw a cartoon of myself and say something midly normal like 'stay golden'. Lately I've been simply saying something about their name.
On one card I wrote If your name was a palindrome it would be (reversed name).
Nice and anti-factual, as a palindrome is a word that reads the same forwards and backwards and his name did not have that functionality.
Recently we had a Mark leave. I wrote this.
When I think of you I shall always remember "of the beast".
I was so proud of that I went and showed S, who escaped the confines of a rather strict Christian sect some years back. So I know if I drop bible references he will not only get them but even explain to me what they mean.
When Christian sect people go door to door they take notes of what was said, where the person was fitting in the spectrum of the likely converted and all of that. That way they build upon past contact.
S said he also took notes ... of where the nice old ladies were who offered cake and cordial.
Gold.
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