Thank you letter-to your deskmate.

Please allow me to call your name again in this silence.

If it weren't for that day, on the way home by bike together, I heard you say to me, "broadsword, I'm leaving my job." I will think that the fate and friendship of our colleagues will last forever, and will not come to an abrupt end, say goodbye and goodbye. I think, "an iron-clad camp with flowing water" is really an eternal old saying, which has come true in your work and life.

It's hard to imagine how happy the Dragon Boat Festival holiday is without you. Maybe I will be even more depressed: because every morning after that, when I served tea indirectly, no one might take the initiative to say hello to me; Maybe I will be luckier. After all, I eat in the conference room at noon every day, and maybe no one will "laugh" at my double appetite. Maybe I will be more silent, because not every joke of mine can get the support of other colleagues; Maybe I will be happier. After all, no one will make fun of me and give me various nicknames at will: broadsword, swordsmanship, Dolly, Mr. Zhou; Maybe I'll be alone. After all, I won't have you to walk with me after work every day.

Life is like this, you can only cherish it if you lose it. So is family, so is love, and so is friendship.

I still remember 16, when I first joined the company, I was a fledgling master graduate, assigned to employees in your, and I was familiar with the workflow of student application. I am a very impatient person, especially I don't like to do such trivial work that requires great care. And mistakes are often made at work, either as partners or colleagues from other departments.

Therefore, at the regular meeting every Tuesday afternoon, I am afraid that as a leader, you will criticize me in public. But, you didn't once. Every time I have a "tucao conference", whenever other colleagues start poking fun at my business ability, you will always say a few words in an understatement to block their long talk, and often remind me to pay more attention to details in private. After all, not every time, you can keep me like this. However, I don't seem to take it seriously for the time being.

This state didn't completely change until last summer. At that time, there was a "departure tide" in the company. First, my colleague C, who usually had a good time, left, and then my colleagues in the marketing department, the manager of the personnel department and even the girls who joined the company on the same day with me left one after another. At that special time, the company was calm on the surface, but everyone was nervous inside. It seems that I am the only one, and as usual, I go to work as if nothing has happened, have a lunch break and go home from work.

One day after lunch, I was about to take a nap when you suddenly said to me, "broadsword, accompany me downstairs to buy some yogurt." On the way back from the convenience store where we bought yogurt (you also invited me to eat a popsicle, and you usually don't eat cold drinks), when there was still some distance from work, you stopped and said you wanted to have a rest, and then asked me faintly, "Why do you think C left?" "Maybe it's boring. Want to change? " I answered casually with a popsicle.

You put down the popsicle dripping with soup, frowning and looking serious: let me get this straight, she was fired by the leader because she didn't do well. Everyone's work achievements are known to the leaders. They all know who did well and who didn't, but don't say it directly. Have you ever reflected on how your work is going? I beat you again and again before, but I have a bad memory. Maybe you are the next person to leave!

Hearing your words, my heart suddenly hitched. I didn't expect things to be so serious! Whenever I see your slight frown, whenever I catch a glimpse of your helpless expression, whenever I hear your tolerance and forgiveness, I always think that there will be another time, I always think that I am safe, and I always think that dismissal is still far from me. It was your words that saved me from leaving my job.

At the end of the chat, the popsicle in your hand has already melted into ice water in the hot summer. On our way back, the ice water has stuck tightly to your thumb, forefinger and middle finger. And you are a neat freak, and you never like these sticky things. Back to the bathroom of the office building, you wiped it with hand sanitizer several times, while washing away the sticky things and cleaning up the chat just now.

Since then, I have made fewer and fewer mistakes, and you seem to have let go of that hanging heart. Last September, due to the project adjustment, we were divided into two different teams. The intersection of our work is decreasing, and you have found like-minded colleagues. You go downstairs for lunch, discuss the game strategy together, and go home from work together. And I seem to be back in primary school, becoming the person left behind after my classmates hold a group.

At first, I didn't understand why we had always had a good relationship, but then we gradually drifted apart. Later, you reminded me and made me realize that during that time, my tone of voice was like a hedgehog, and everyone close to me would be stabbed, so I had to choose to stay away. The impact of this incident was maximized when the company went to Phuket for group construction. During the three to five-day trip, no one played with me as a team. Therefore, no matter how beautiful the Phuket style is, it is also boring for me.

Years later, when I came back, life was dull and life went on. Usually take the subway after work together, listening more and talking less. When I asked you about your recent situation, "not bad, not busy, that's all" were the three words I heard the most. I don't know when you are tired of your present job and want to quit. Either because of the new boss's work style, or because of misunderstanding or distrust of the big leader, or because he has stayed in the comfort zone for too long and wants to move.

And I, who have always claimed to be your friend, know nothing about it. It wasn't until the night we went home together last week that I remembered riding to Taiji Factory Road. You calmly told me, "broadsword, I'm leaving my job. Don't tell anyone. As early as next Friday. " You have almost no emotional expression, which makes me mistakenly think that you are talking about other people's affairs. I never thought that the protagonist of this story would be you.

When I first heard the news, my heartless first reaction was to ask if you found your next home. I have several resources at hand to introduce you, chatting and chatting, as if I had become a headhunter to introduce you to work. And as always, you like to reason with your sister and tell me not to throw out all my positions at once. In case the person who is introduced to work says no, and you waste your own resources and make others feel good about you, it will not be worth the candle. You are always so considerate.

It was not until you slowly told me about the company leaders' interpersonal skills and the complicated interpersonal relationship between colleagues that I realized how powerful this was and that your departure was not just a problem with the ceiling of the workplace. I wish I could go back in time and double the journey home by bike that day, so that you can talk for a while.

Well, we agreed to write a short thank-you letter, but now we are pushing it. If I thank you too much, I really don't know where to start: thank you for your inculcation, so that I, a rookie in the workplace, can avoid the risk of being fired; Thank you for your warm reminder, which reduced the mistakes in my work; Thank you for your daily support, which has increased my desire to perform; Thank you for putting yourself in the other's shoes. Let me understand that I must think before I speak.

Regarding the brain, there is a saying that is particularly in place-"The head around the neck of Aries is to be high." I am a forgetful Aries, but this time I clearly remember that every time I hear a humorous joke, you will grin at Pisces, revealing six or seven neat white teeth, the crow's feet at the corner of your eyes are folded into three folds, a pair of bright big eyes are bent with laughter, and the wrinkles on your forehead are clearly visible, but your double eyelids are wrinkled.

And I still remember that you are very careful and always let me spend my money on the cutting edge, such as learning makeup, dressing up and taking a nice photo. Be gentle and quiet when dating, be a lady, don't exaggerate, run your teeth. And you know all about my blind date requirements. In fact, I can be quiet and calm in front of outsiders. Only in front of familiar friends, such as you, can I release myself without any burden.

But today, you are leaving your job, too. Before I came to this company, I never expected to meet a leader like you who taught people to fish and guide people. When I was in this company, I never thought I could make a sincere, generous and delicate friend like you. After leaving this company, you said that you should keep in touch with each other frequently. It's hard, because you and I can't meet so easily anymore. But it's not difficult. After all, we are friends now, aren't we?

Please keep in touch and wish you all the best in the future.

yours respectfully/sincerely

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