Dear Gregory W. Flush,

Everything started just over a year ago when I decided to move.

My previous residence was nice, but I needed something new.

Through my education, finding a job in the new location of choice was difficult. We use it almost daily and everyone wants to have it as nice as possible, but no one wants to take care of it until it’s fixed.

I’m different, I just love it and that’s why I decided to send my application to Flush Factory.

After two phone calls, you have invited me. Rarely have I felt so comfortable from the get go as in the HR office at the interview. We talked about the job, what was important to me and what was important to you, and in the end we even shared pictures of the nicest toilets we knew.

A few days later the call came and I got the confirmation for the job on the assembly line. Nothing could have made me happier.

That’s how my career started. Not even 1 month later, the second time in a short time, I have been valued by you as I have never experienced it. My boss, J.P. honored my commitment by being named Employee of the Month. This honor increased my motivation tenfold, leaving me completely focused on my task in the following months, ignoring everything else.

Whether it was the kids who came in drunk every now and then from the newly opened club and rioted, or the bottleneck on storeroom as the depot disappeared in a weird way. We continued and supplied the whole island to the minute with 1a thrones.

The last days, actually since the beginning of November, the numbers began to decline. The people were full, we had topped all sales figures and in addition, the failure of the air conditioning in connection with the increasingly cool climate has caused difficulties. The thermal insulation had been planned since the summer, but the construction company had unexpectedly made corrections to a house in Tilted, which delayed everything.

Meanwhile, in our delusion, we being the largest supplier across islands, ignored the specifications of the Pleasant Climate Agreement and the ever-nearing iceberg.

Now came the 6th of December and we paid the price of carelessness. The iceberg titantic’d us away and everything is over.

The wounds are still fresh. We are all in shock.

In this sense, I would like to thank and briefly tell you that it has driven me further in the northeast.

I have taken to heart the entrepreneurial spirit you have learned and started my own business.

Many thanks for everything.

John T. Loo