Dear Google, Please Help Me Resign From My Job

A team member at work emailed me their resignation letter today. Here is the letter:

From: HN-MKT-.Dung
Sent: Monday, February 08, 2010 1:25 PM
To: Jesse Maddox
Subject: Resignation!

Dear Mr Jesse,
Please accept this message as notification that I am leaving my position with our company effective February 28.
I appreciate the opportunities I have been given here and your professional guidance and support. I wish you and the company success in the future.
Please let me know what to expect as far as my final work schedule, accrued vacation leave, and my employee benefits.
If I can be of assistance during this transition, please let me know.
Best Regard,

Dung

Being that Dung is not a native speaker, I knew that there was a better chance of me winning Mr. Universe than him knowing the word "accrued." It took Google and I about twelve seconds to find this exact letter, word for word, as the top result. I replied to him with only this link.

I got up from my desk and walked over to talk to him, and as I approached he was reading his email. Then he made a confused face, looked up and pointed at me, both of us laughing out loud.

Dung's First Flight on a Business Trip to Dien Bien

I don't blame him for just copying the top google result for "email resignation". I would to if I had to in a foreign language, and anyways a resignation letter isn't where you say what you want to say. We skipped out of work for an hour later that afternoon and discussed things over a few beers, as was appropriate.

Anyways, its worth noting here that Dung is a really talented guy. I interviewed over 35 people for two positions, and he was one of the two that made the cut. He decided to quit against the advice of all of his friends and his family; I'm the first to applaud anyone who takes a leap of faith for the sake of their dreams, and so I'm proud to see him go after his own.

You Know You've Been in Vietnam Too Long When...

1. You wear your motorcycle helmet when you aren't riding your motorbike
2. You say "Oi!" instead of "Oh!"
3. Red lights mean "You can slow down a little, if you want to"
4. You get pissed off when the bar charges you $3 for a gin and tonic
5. The food groups consist of: Fortifieds, Vegetables, Meat, Rice, Milk, and Street Food
6. You don't think twice when throwing an elbow at an old lady's face as you push your way to the front of the line
7. You see a pig strewn across the back of a motorbike and think "That's a good-looking Honda Wave"
8. Your mind doesn't even register car horns
9. Your friday night plans include "raging" until midnight, and then going home since the bars are all closed
10. When anyone even begins to talk to you on the street, you immediately cut them off with "No I don't want a motorbike ride!"

Vegetarianism Ain't So Bad

I just finished a month of no eating french fries. "Big deal," you say, and yea its not climbing Mt. Everest or anything. But, a small step towards self-improvement it was, considering how often I eat them and how bad for you they are.

The newest "mini-challenge": be a vegetarian for a week. The point is to become more acquainted with vegetables (a weakness of mine), and to gain some ammunition for any battle of words with vegetarians I might have in the future. Ha.

In Vietnam, most dishes come with meat in them so its not the easiest place to be a vegetarian. Still, there are tons of ladies on the streets that sell a wide-range of vegetables, so if you cook yourself you can make a mighty fine feast.

We had one just yesterday as a matter of fact. Quesadillas with beans and rice. Here's a before and after:

So far, its not too bad, just a little inconvenient. Atleast I can eat french fries.

Soon, I and several other contributors will be posting our challenge adventures at www.boyloveschallenges.com . I'll let you know.