This is a personal message.
Today we had the farewell for my ex-boss from my ex-team at the Bank I am working in. It was a great evening with much laughter (by me and because of me by others) and much crying (by the boss lady who was leaving the team). It was fun with good drinks and food and an evening of remembering the good work done by the Boss and the Team.
I am very proud to have been part of the Team and sharing the success. The Boss lady was a very generous person giving her time and attention to everyone and making everyone in the Team feel that she was there for him or her alone. She was keen to see the Team members grow and go out on promotion and for better prospects elsewhere. No wonder she named the division, the Outbound Team (with success unsaid). She never spared any praise and was very circumspect and diplomatic in her criticism, but her stare said more everytime. She was great fun to be with always. Very human but professional. Beauty with brains, an indomitable combination. May her tribe increase.
I am reproducing the poem she wrote and read out today. You can see why she deserves all the accolades, if she can produce a masterpiece like this about the staff she worked with.
An Ode to the Outbound Team.
April 2004, this Outbound Team started with a hiss and a roar
Everyone was nervous for this was a change
We'd be calling clients, not the other way
Afte training the team hit the phones a fortnight later, oh goodness me.
What a caler!
The customers were suspicious, a bank being pro-active?
Fear not dear customers, it is better than being reactive
After hiccups and issues, the results started coming
Not long afrer, the team was humming!
Mini fin-aps and targets and they were a big ask
Then marketing decided, that's not nearly enough
New leads were developed and tested by many
Teh work piled up, there was always plenty
That's enough about the tasks, what about the people
Surely there is some stories that can't be equalled
There's plenty of people that have come and gone
One evern swallowed a tack which went wrong
Another lady thought she was pretty hot
Until she realised there was a leaving present-NOT!
To Bank Direct they flocked, like bees to the honey
With promises of making large sums of money
Nitin, Ranjit and Ali Abbas
Now making their millions without a big fuss
Enough of those who have gone before
What about the team that is no bore
We've been called many a thing, but we reperesent the United Nations
Some of us even as loud as a Tongan Radio Station
Staff First is still ababy, only one year in the making
There is plenty of business for the taking!
Emails, calls and mini fin-aps
These ladies and gent don't take any flack.
Susanne and Andrea were there for a while
Then Stu came and pinched the one with a lovely smile
Andrea left to seek a husband and fame
Some of her clients thought that was a shame
Wee Wee balied to a more technical role
But could not bare to leave the fold
Finding a desk in the pod one block over
She could always keep an eye over her shoulder
We can't foget our founding Fathers and Mother
They are nothing like any other
Our social co-ordinator Mr Jay indeed
Used his acquaintainces to get us a cheap feed
And if hte money was tight, Mother Rameez to the rescue
With a carrot cake to add to my weight issues
Mr Satish, or should we call him our Mr One Team
Dined on Level 29 nearly bursting at the seams
And Deepak, Mr Cool, our famous Wimbledon Star
but sometimes I wonder-could he have been our own Rock Star?
There's those who heve deflected to many places around
Jeevan, Vaishali to BRU they were bound
Simon later joined them much to their glee
Now they are known as the Famous Three.
Sanjay and Mohan (which one ?), they like to laugh a lot
Sometimes I wondered if they have been smoking pot???
Roushel and Sheila, they are still a bit green
But who can blame them for wanitng to join a fabulous team?
Giselle and Richa both quiet and shy
They make the boys smile when they walk by
Mr RAvi in the corner, working away
Is happy as long as he gets through the day
Vijay took the Outboudn part of his role to heart
And challenged himself from the start
This weekend he heads to Outbound Bound
Enjoy the adventure you are about to be found
A couple of people yet to mention
Out Mr Wong who craves attention
And Brenda, our lovely lady from the shore
Decided to join the good guys (that were not a bore)
Maria and Tyler, our North Shore residents
But on special occasions, Dom Road tenants
With Maria's experience and Tyler's youth
I am sure they could tell us a few home truths
Forgive me if there is anyone I forget
But Grace was the last one that has left
To IM in harbour she was bound
I wonder how many dents her car has found
It's been a long time running, almost three yers have past,
I can honestly say that I have had a blast
We've laughed and we've cried, we've fought (and ouf course I have won)
But most importantly, we had great fun
I leave with fond memories of days been and gone
And I am sure you're glad I did'nt sing a song
Be good to each other, work hard and live well
I'm lucky to have worked with each one of you, it's been swell.
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Yes Boss, it has been really swell to have spent time as a member of this great Team.
Our hearts go with you to future successes and fun and laughter and may be some tears.
May everyone be blessed forever.
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