Breaking up with nab

Dear nab,

This is a really difficult post for me to write, but given your recent breakup with the other banks, I thought I would do you the same courtesy and explain why I’m leaving you.

Honestly, it isn’t you it is me. I’ve changed a lot over the last few years and I’m not sure that you noticed. I’ve grown and changed for the better. A lot of that I attribute to you and the great people I have worked with at your organisation. It has helped me get to a better place. A place where I’m keen to lead again, take on a broader accountability and colloborate on a vast range of people related challenges. Unfortunately these opportunities have not been forthcoming with you, so I have decided it is time to move on.

I have no regrets about being with you. I’ve really enjoyed our time together, I have learnt a lot and will take many fond memories with me. I will miss my Yammer community colleagues. If I were you nab, I would listen to what they say. They are a keen bunch of very smart people that will help you change to be a better organisation. Of course I will also miss my team and the people I work with, but given all the options for staying in touch (including by liking my blogs Facebook page, Twitter, LinkedIn, email, or my personal Facebook account) I hardly think I we will forget each other. Added to which, I will be working just across the road. Close enough for a coffee, lunch or quick drink after work.

I really think you have come along way in the almost six years I have been with you and you are moving torwards a better place. I’m sure we can remain friends. I think we can both see this just makes a lot of sense and I know in your heart you do want the best for your people.

Thanks for the memories. I am a little sad to say farewell and definately not bitter or angry about it. I’m keen to stay in touch. I hope you have no hard feelings. I’m sure you will be fine.

Good luck and have fun.

Yours sincerely,

Geoff Rose.

PS. When I work out my final day, I will leave your keys, PC and your clothes on my old desk.