Take this job and shove it.
To whom it may concern:
Peace out, suckas!!!!!
Good luck finding someone as fun as me!
(Not even remotely true, since they've already found my replacement and she's awesome.)
To: My boss
I'm only sort of sad to leave. Feel free to keep sending me paychecks, because that is what I'll miss the most.
The real version in my head sounds a lot like "HOLY SHIT! I've been here for four years. What is life like on the outside? Can someone hold my hand and tell me I'm doing the right thing?"
PS- another song of the day, because I'm obsessed with Kate Nash this week. It's called Pumpkin Soup, and I'm not sure why, but I don't question the good stuff.