Dear XXXX –

It is with mixed feelings that I officially resign my position as XXXX. Mixed because I can’t quite decide between elation and relief.

As you’re well aware, the quality of life for the operations team has steadily declined since the beginning of XXXX. This is due in part to having a team leader who begrudgingly took the wheel after being rejected for other positions within the company he is even less suitable for. As a result we have spent a whole year bending and adapting to the needs of the sales force with no real strategy as to how that would affect our team, or perhaps worse, without caring how it would affect our team. IT feels as though we’re constantly catering to their requirements, but should we voice concerns over how much of our time will be wasted or how our already bulging workload will increase, we’re greeted with the smile and nods of people who can’t hear us over the roar of money.

Much like a teenage girl being introduced to vodka for the first time, this company has adopted a “can we do it” not “should we do it” philosophy that has left us wildly flailing around in a weak attempt to find stability. Rather than manage campaigns, our time is spent deciphering Insertion Orders. Instead of optimization, we’re explaining our products to the people who have already sold them. While the operations team is under staffed, we still find money to hire Sales Coordinators whose only role seems to be walking three steps over to use and parroting the word-for-word requests of the Sales Execs that sit directly next to us. Rhetoric like “that’s the nature of the beast” is no longer cutting it. Beasts can be tamed. Beasts can fetch your slippers, if only you take the time to make it happen. I hope you’re afforded that opportunity.

Simply put, I no longer feel that this is the right place for me. I apologize if the tone of this letter seems antagonistic, it is merely meant to highlight the flats of this office and illustrate the frustrations I experience. I certainly hope things get better for this team. I just don’t see it happening soon enough for me.

I used to think Groundhog Day was a comedy. It is now a terrifying documentary in my eyes.

I sincerely wish you the best of luck in changing this team into what it could be. It won’t be easy, but nothing of worth ever is, except sandwiches. Sandwiches are simple and great.

Warm and fuzzy regards,

XXXX