Tender My Resignation Novels & Stories

"Angel left a message with an email containing her resignation letter. Just like that, she gave up her job!" I sighed and placed my own resignation letter on his desk. I could see the disbelief in his eyes as he looked at me. "Are you kidding me?" he asked, chuckling awkwardly. I gave him a small, resigned smile. "I’m not kidding. I just wanted to thank you for the brief time I’ve spent here. I’ll cherish the memories, but this environment is no longer conducive to my growth. I’m moving on, and here is my resignation letter." I had no intention of sending it via email.

I took off my shoes and sat down on the couch cross-legged, opening my laptop to my email. I inhaled as I began to type: "FROM: Vicky Eaton TO/CC: Leon Knightly SUBJECT: Letter of Resignation Dear Mr. Kinghtly, Thank you for taking my interview and selecting me from many candidates to join your team. I've learned a lot from working with you during this period, but due to unforeseen events, I have to step back from my position. I apologize for the short notice. Sincerely, Vicky Eaton." I re-read the message, my finger hovering over the mousepad. I needed to do this—I know I did.

But now I couldn't care less. Looking at the new job offer on my computer screen, I submitted my resignation letter to HR.

"I honestly, have nothing but sympathy for you and especially your brother, but I'm sorry I cannot do it. I'll be tendering my resignation letter by tomorrow. that is if you do not want me working for you. and I promise not to utter this to anyone." My jaws dropped with an angry look at her as she walked out of the study.

I’m really feeling it now. I know it’s not going to be long before I go. I sent my resignation into the university a few days ago; before Lars’ funeral. HR have been calling me to have an ‘exit meeting’ despite me saying that I wouldn’t be able to perform the role any longer due to health issues. Typical HR.

Something in my chest loosened and ached at the same time. I smiled softly, just barely. “Okay.” “Let’s break up,” she said. “Yeah.” “And remember—” her voice carried a small warning— “I am the one breaking up with you.” I laughed quietly, a real one, short and helpless. “Yeah, yeah.” She chuckled on the other end. Then a brief silence before she added, “I’m also resigning. Expect a letter on your desk when you’re back in the office.” I sat up slightly. “What? Why are you resigning?”

He can't do anything. Jacquard did not say anything. He looked around. He made sure he made eyes contact with everyone seated and said. " No need of stressing people. I have my resignation letter here." He placed it forward. " I really thank everyone for the opportunity given to me to serve everyone here. I am grateful. I am using this medium to say. Goodbye to everyone. Thank you." He said and carried his briefcase. Without going back to his office. He headed straight to the gate and went home.

Mom was my weakness, and she was also the sole reason I drove myself so hard to make money. When I stayed silent, Daniel grinned triumphantly, convinced that he had me under control again. "That's more like it." He casually tossed my resignation letter into the shredder. As the machine whirred with a harsh grating sound, he stood and straightened out his suit. "Go change your clothes. Don't dress like a spinster. Make Mr. Ashford happy tonight, and I'll approve twice the amount for your mom's treatment." I took a deep breath, my nails digging into my palm. "Fine. I'll go."

Teresa stared at the blinking cursor on her resignation letter. Her fingers hovered, trembling over the keyboard. Just send it, her mind whispered to her. Run away before everything collapses around you. You will be completely humiliated and destroyed, her mind basically screamed at her. But she couldn’t resign. Not yet at least. She didn't know what he would say about what she had done. The gravity of the situation was seriously dawning on her.