Dear X:

Dear X,

First funeral over.

Why is it we learn much more about our friends at their funerals than at any other time?

The relations hadn't met for many years. The friends overlapped in many parts of the community but didn't know that the deceased was also "a friend of a friend".

And why can't the hymns be in an octave I can get up to? I was grumbling around (OK - thundering) in Basso Profundo...

Og
 
Dear C.,

I am so tired of you over reacting to every little thing I say. There was absolutely no reason for you to blow up today. I was simply trying to make you aware of how much your talking was costing us money. The bottom line is, you talked to your friends so much, that our phone bill was $160 more than it should have been. I never said stop talking to them, I simply said do it during off-peak hours. Otherwise, I'm not going to be able to pay the phone bill, and then how the heck can anybody call me for an interview?
 
Dear C.,

I am so tired of you over reacting to every little thing I say. There was absolutely no reason for you to blow up today. I was simply trying to make you aware of how much your talking was costing us money. The bottom line is, you talked to your friends so much, that our phone bill was $160 more than it should have been. I never said stop talking to them, I simply said do it during off-peak hours. Otherwise, I'm not going to be able to pay the phone bill, and then how the heck can anybody call me for an interview?

* Hugs * :rose:
 
Dear Universe,

I'm still :mad:,

but soon I will be :rolleyes:,

and eventually I will be :cool: about the whole ordeal.

When this is past I will remember that life is indeed good,

and I will wear this again: :) .

Until then, please give me the strength to face the things I must, and the wisdom to find the balance I'm so desperately seeking.

:kiss:es,
McK
 
Dear X,

I love you so much. Oh my God, you are like a dream come true to me. The world is like an open vista, a field of blue flowers with your name written across the sky. Je t'aime toujours.

LA
 
Dear Doctor A.,

I came to you for support. Actually, I pay you for your support. I did not come to you for judgements or recriminations. As a consumer, I am dissatisfied with your service.

See, this is my body. Mine. And though you may see it as just another chassis in the long line of those you have to repair, I see it as my dream machine, my means of mobility, the vehichle that transports me through this life. It's the only vehicle I'm going to get; that's why I'm here: To take control of its maintenance and health.

I do not feel you have lived up to your end of the bargain. As a dissatisfied customer, I will take my business elsewhere, if necessary. This isn't about your ego, it's about my health.

I need you to listen to me when I tell you what I want. Then, I need you to do it, or discuss with me other options. I do not need you to tell me what you're going to do. See, that's not how this works: I'm the consumer, you're the person providing the product. That means you listen to me.

I will not sit through another lecture. I will allow you to work with me as a team member to help me get my health isues under control, so long as you realize and affirm that I am the boss, not you.

I am prepared to leave, and take my business elsewhere.

Your Patient,
McKenna
 
Dear Doctor A.,

I came to you for support. Actually, I pay you for your support. I did not come to you for judgements or recriminations. As a consumer, I am dissatisfied with your service.

See, this is my body. Mine. And though you may see it as just another chassis in the long line of those you have to repair, I see it as my dream machine, my means of mobility, the vehichle that transports me through this life. It's the only vehicle I'm going to get; that's why I'm here: To take control of its maintenance and health.

I do not feel you have lived up to your end of the bargain. As a dissatisfied customer, I will take my business elsewhere, if necessary. This isn't about your ego, it's about my health.

I need you to listen to me when I tell you what I want. Then, I need you to do it, or discuss with me other options. I do not need you to tell me what you're going to do. See, that's not how this works: I'm the consumer, you're the person providing the product. That means you listen to me.

I will not sit through another lecture. I will allow you to work with me as a team member to help me get my health isues under control, so long as you realize and affirm that I am the boss, not you.

I am prepared to leave, and take my business elsewhere.

Your Patient,
McKenna


Good for you. :rose:
 
Don't call me again unless you're willing to say what about first. I'm screening calls for a good reason.
 
Dear ESPN,

Let me tell you, it was just grand to time my break so that I could go watch the last set and a half of the Roddick/Tipsarevic match yesterday. And you know what? It was even grander to make it to the television and find out that you weren't showing the last set and a half.
Soccer. Of course, soccer.
If it had been anything else I would have been less forgiving but soccer is almost as much a balm to my sport-starved soul as men's tennis is.

Almost.

- A quasi-disgruntled fan of men's tennis

-----

Dear Janko Tipsarevic,

You beat Andy Roddick (even though I couldn't watch it, grumble)!
I kiss you. (And kiss you and kiss you...) :kiss:

In heat, I mean, in fandom,

Bluey
 
Dear X,

Third funeral over.

Two quiet ones with a very few mourners and today's one that most of our town turned out for.

The church has seating for 800. At least 100 were standing because there were no spare seats. There were representatives from almost every organisation in our town because she was involved or had helped so many of them. Although she was a Conservative, the Liberals and Labour party faithful turned out for her because she was a principled opponent who would work with them for a common cause.

We will miss all of them. All three were the archetypical busy person whom you could ask for help and get it. We need more like them even while we remember everything they did.

Please, can we have a break for a while? We can't afford to lose so many in such a short time.

Og
 
Dear RTD

You have a large and angry mob of fangirls (and fanbois) thinking evil thoughts at you right now, you bastard.

Ok, you may be the best damn thing thats ever happened to DW but I still fuckin hate you right now.

Break my heart next weekend and I may just give up!

A R/T shipper.

PS: SM? Any more of that RS style shit and I'll kick your ass too.
 
Dear X,

Third funeral over.

Two quiet ones with a very few mourners and today's one that most of our town turned out for.

The church has seating for 800. At least 100 were standing because there were no spare seats. There were representatives from almost every organisation in our town because she was involved or had helped so many of them. Although she was a Conservative, the Liberals and Labour party faithful turned out for her because she was a principled opponent who would work with them for a common cause.

We will miss all of them. All three were the archetypical busy person whom you could ask for help and get it. We need more like them even while we remember everything they did.

Please, can we have a break for a while? We can't afford to lose so many in such a short time.

Og

:(

:rose::rose::rose:
 
Dear bitch at the punch and judy show,

If are going to haul your ass out front and start making balloons for the children then you need to make them for all the little ones. Because after you get done with your careful selecting the rest of us parents have to deal with the upset crying children when they don't get one as well. There were not that many children there so there is no excuse for it. And you, you fucking bitch, had them all begging for balloons and then said no more. What kind of fucking cruelty is that. The only reason I didn't go into a complete rage was for fear I would upset my child more.

thanks a lot,

The very pissed off mother!
 
Dear powers that be,

I love my job (most days) and I'm eternally greatful for such a great opportunity to have come my way. Really, I am. But... you gave ALL the other managers substantial raises months ago except me. I've done my best to be content and wait, but really this is getting rediculous. I work just as hard as all of them do even though I am in a different department with fewer employees. In fact, I'd venture to say I work harder than they do because I have one assistant and they each have at least half a dozen.

Please either give me a raise to match the others, or tell me what the hell I'm doing wrong so that I can fix it. I know it is probably the same issue as last year of running out of time to do manager reviews... just before it's time for mine... but even though I understand how and why that can and does happen - it still fucking sucks.

PA
 
Dear X,

You contain all the beauty of an elegant queen, all the vulgarity of a perfect prostitute, and all the grace of the madonna. Ergo, I am your slave.

LA
 
Dear X:

You no longer have any right to dictate to me. What I do and with whom is none of your business. When the children are coming, it may be your concern and they most certainly must be allowed to talk to either of us about anything they please.

However, when they do chose to talk about either of us to the other, we must be careful not to be critical of the other and to say nothing that could harm their opinion of either parent. And no, that is NOT an opinion I am "entitled to", it is a written part of the divorce agreement.

Furthermore, it is also part of the agreement that we are to be aggressive in discouraging those around us from talking negative about the other parent.

Frankly, I am in no way, shape or form required to tell you where I am taking the children nor whom they will be accompanied by... my willingness to do so is meant to make things easier, not harder. I'm sorry you can't see that.


I'm even sorrier that I can't keep you from manipulating my emotions so easily. But you did have ten years to learn how...

If you try to interfere with this carefully planned excursion and introduction, you will have only yourself to blame for the consequences. Although slow to action and quick to forgive, I am not without resolve. For all of our sakes, I hope that you do not create a situation that requires me to exercise that resolve.
 
Dear X:

You no longer have any right to dictate to me. What I do and with whom is none of your business. When the children are coming, it may be your concern and they most certainly must be allowed to talk to either of us about anything they please.

However, when they do chose to talk about either of us to the other, we must be careful not to be critical of the other and to say nothing that could harm their opinion of either parent. And no, that is NOT an opinion I am "entitled to", it is a written part of the divorce agreement.

Furthermore, it is also part of the agreement that we are to be aggressive in discouraging those around us from talking negative about the other parent.

Frankly, I am in no way, shape or form required to tell you where I am taking the children nor whom they will be accompanied by... my willingness to do so is meant to make things easier, not harder. I'm sorry you can't see that.


I'm even sorrier that I can't keep you from manipulating my emotions so easily. But you did have ten years to learn how...

If you try to interfere with this carefully planned excursion and introduction, you will have only yourself to blame for the consequences. Although slow to action and quick to forgive, I am not without resolve. For all of our sakes, I hope that you do not create a situation that requires me to exercise that resolve.

:kiss::rose::heart: You are an amazing parent!
 
dear x,

You sometimes suck and you end up treating our mother very badly. It should have been her night with them in the room and somehow you still managed to get your way and shove her out. They had told her she would be in there, you should have left. I sometimes think you have gone around the bin a few times. And for gods sake this is not your first grandchild...he's your freaking nephew...nephew does not somehow magically transform in anyway to grandson. :rolleyes::rolleyes: Lets hope you don't say it to me or you will be told right quick!

your loving and slightly disappointed sibling
 
dear anyone who is sick (within 40feet of me irl),

I know this is so rude but would you please please stay away from me this week and next week. If you have even a hint of a cold please go away. And I'm sorry to tell you but the next one of you that leans over and coughs on me is getting your ass kicked when there was no reason to cough right over me.


Dear Universe,

Please don't let me be getting sick with that crap. I really can't handle a reschedule of that surgery.
 
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