From: XXXXXX Subject: I send you this mail for your advice To: "'all@demon.net'" Date: Fri, 14 Sep 2001 Message-ID: For those of you who don't know me/can't be arsed reading another leaving email, here is a precis; I've left, and I was a bit pissed off about some stuff while I was here, but most of the people were damn fine human beings. For those of you who DO know me/give a toss, here's the mail. Fux0r3d What sort of company considers spending 9000UKP on a meeting - including game of laser tag, hotel, meal and flights from Glasgow - while actively encouraging people to cut back on their electricity usage for economy reasons? The same sort of company that spends over 140,000UKP on a paintballing trip to the country for some of the staff as some sort of morale booster, leaving other colleagues manning the departments left emptier by this desertion. Then denies it was a paintballing trip - or that there was a free bar - when there is proof that this was the case. pr0ked What sort of company employs 479 managers _and_ 36 directors out of 3440 staff? The same sort of company that hires a director for a department that didn't need one, but wouldn't allow the same department to hire any staff to cover the vacancies caused by people leaving. Corp Comms, come on down and join the party. b0rked What sort of company has guidelines on what sort of photo you can have on the phone book, but doesn't train many of it's staff on how to effectively use email? The same ISP who has people from a non-technical background telling industry renowned staff that they need to use a Windows box to retrieve their email. The same company who's all@thus.net mailing list does not go to all staff. Hence the mail to all. hax0r3d *** BIT DELETED BECAUSE WE'D GET SUED ***** 0wn3d What sort of company, the day after the biggest terrorist attack mainland America has ever seen, sends an internal email from the head honcho using the phrase "solid execution"? I mean, I'm as insensitive as the next man, but when you're that high up in a company you would think that a modicum of tact was appropriate. XXXXXXXXXX, you have brought the company to the edge, and you are unable to make comments unlikely to offend. Resign man, resign. That's the company that I'm leaving. It's not the company I joined. This is the company that I worked for, for 28 months of my life: Demon Internet. Yes, I know that's now just a brand in the Thus portfolio. Yes, I know that that portfolio is worth less than 5% of it's market high. But I'm a Demon Internet boy. I've been told that I'm not a "company man", but I think of it more that the company is no longer a "me" company. Which is probably a good thing as I am an obnoxious, loud-mouthed yob. But, in the words of Cocteau (Jean, not "Twins") "Le tact dans l'audace c'est savoir jusqu'ou on peut aller trop loin" Pub. Catcher, tonight. Drink until dead. As Noel Coward nearly said; "Let's drink to the spirit of gallantry and courage that made a strange Heaven out of unbelievable Hell, and let's drink to the hope that one day this company of ours, which we love so much, will find dignity and greatness and peace again" My love goes out to those that know me and put up with me. /me hugs the DSL provisioning team /me sneezes at the 7th floor /me moos at the fifth floor /me waves at Southend, NWH, and the 'dam. /me points and laughs at Scotland /me puts on my coat