The anniversary and wedding cards I wrote led to unprecedented numbers of divorces, my Christmas cards led to untold numbers of suicides, and my get well soon cards led to record numbers of head amputations by their own hands. My boss told me, "Sorry, we have to let you go." I told him that it was alright, and that so long as he kept me in his memory, I will live on forever in his heart, just as I would always keep him in my memory.
Then I asked him what his name was again, so I could use him as a reference.