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Dear self -

Heal yourself.. pull it together and come January jump in and do it running.
By the way, dude.. you becoming a great photographer if I do say so myself.

Self

PS Resist the temptation to backslide into those old nasty habits.

 
sexycaz22 said:
Dear X,

Thank you! Thank you!

For awarding me a PASS grade on my university course!

I was soo nervous in my exams, and after a hard 2 years' work and studying, it's finally all OVER!!

I am now looking forward to the graduation day and seeing my family there being so proud of me.

Thank you! Thank you!

Caz :rose:


YAY!!!!! Congratulations, Caz!!!! That's fabulous news, and I'm so proud of you!!! I know how hard you must have worked, and now you get the payoff of seeing your family at your graduation with pride in their eyes and smiles on their faces! Enjoy the day.....you deserve it!!!! :rose:
 
Dear X,

I don't need to believe in God to damn you to Hell. You believe in God, you believe in Hell -- you're going there. You will suffer at the hands of an impartial judge, like I am suffering for you now.

I am not yet to the "anger" stage of recovery. Still in grief. You'd best invest in body armor before I move on to being pissed off.

Love,
Me
 
Dear X,

you are an awful professor. you have no concept of teaching. so what you know what your talking about. if you cant impart that information onto your students, it doesnt matter. the average of your tests are below failing. below. how are you okay with over half your class failing your exams? take a step back, observe, and realize that you need to revamp the way you teach.

*me*
 
I once had a math teacher like this. His personal belief was that we weren't trying hard enough if so many of us were failing, and that it was a sad example of the state of affairs of youth these days.

Funnily enough, the other math teacher (that about half of us wound up having AFTER the first jerk) didn't seem to have quite so many F's, and still managed to complete the required classwork for the semester. I got an A in that class.

Some teachers are just not cut out for teaching and refuse to admit they're not hawt shit.

*hugs* to you. :rose:
 
Dear X:
Take your close minded opinions and shove it up your ass sideways. There is no need for your attempts to counter my opinions when I have already stated that I am NOT like 'most' .. and that my life, relationship, and opinions are only comparable and fitting for 'SOME'.
You should stop comparing your situation with mine. You are an apple and I am an orange. Our differences do not make you right and me wrong. They just make us DIFFERENT.
Get over it. Stop your pettiness. You need fucking therapy or something.

:rose:
 
Dear self:
They can't see the light for having thier head crammed too far up thier own ass. Don't waste your time with a reply for the sake of attempting to get them to understand you. They are not equipped to.

:heart:
Love: me
 
sinn0cent1 said:
Dear X:
Take your close minded opinions and shove it up your ass sideways. There is no need for your attempts to counter my opinions when I have already stated that I am NOT like 'most' .. and that my life, relationship, and opinions are only comparable and fitting for 'SOME'.
You should stop comparing your situation with mine. You are an apple and I am an orange. Our differences do not make you right and me wrong. They just make us DIFFERENT.
Get over it. Stop your pettiness. You need fucking therapy or something.

:rose:


Aptly put for a variety of situations, Sinn :cathappy:
 
Dear Lady in Subway with your two kids:

Okay, lady, from the minute I walked in, I was not impressed by you.

First, your children were POORLY behaved. Your son was hitting your daughter, your daughter (aged 6 or 7) was crawling around the FLOOR of a public 'restaurant', and you ignored them. Not one word of correction, even when they were shouting. THEN, you got on your phone and dialed a number, and talked about how much of a bitch your sister in law is, ignoring the sandwich making guy, who was trying to help, and speed along your order.

Then, you ordered a footlong with DOUBLE meat and DOUBLE cheese, EXTRA MAYO. Hello, clogged arteries!

AND THEN you let your 6 or 7 year old daughter order a 6" sandwich, with EXTRA CHEESE, AND EXTRA MAYO, and NO VEGGIES!

WHAT THE LIVING MOTHERFUCK!?>!?L!?!?!>!>>!!>!

Jesus christ.
 
Dear Subconscious

Please let me sleep just one fucking night without nighmares and let it be tonight. I want to sleep now but i dread closing my eyes. Last night was worse than normal. I don't want to sleep if i have to repeat them again. Please leave me alone. Can't you at least leave me alone there!


tortured pet
 
LittleJade said:
Dear Lady in Subway with your two kids:

Okay, lady, from the minute I walked in, I was not impressed by you.

First, your children were POORLY behaved. Your son was hitting your daughter, your daughter (aged 6 or 7) was crawling around the FLOOR of a public 'restaurant', and you ignored them. Not one word of correction, even when they were shouting. THEN, you got on your phone and dialed a number, and talked about how much of a bitch your sister in law is, ignoring the sandwich making guy, who was trying to help, and speed along your order.

Then, you ordered a footlong with DOUBLE meat and DOUBLE cheese, EXTRA MAYO. Hello, clogged arteries!

AND THEN you let your 6 or 7 year old daughter order a 6" sandwich, with EXTRA CHEESE, AND EXTRA MAYO, and NO VEGGIES!

WHAT THE LIVING MOTHERFUCK!?>!?L!?!?!>!>>!!>!

Jesus christ.
you obviously do not have children
 
intothewoods said:
I do, and it sounds bad to me! Especially the extra mayo... ;)
i was laughing at the part where she said
"First, your children were POORLY behaved. Your son was hitting your daughter, your daughter (aged 6 or 7) was crawling around the FLOOR of a public 'restaurant', and you ignored them. Not one word of correction, even when they were shouting."
:rolleyes:

Oh how many times have i wanted to make believe my kids were not mine when they misbehave in public.
 
Kajira Callista said:
you obviously do not have children

Thank You! I wanted to say that, but didn't want it to come off as rude.

ETA- I have a son in the terrible two's and a six year old daughter with ADHD. I find that other parents don't give me as many dirty looks as people without children.
 
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Dear X,

My son is three. He has digestive issues that prevent him for eating lettuce and tomato on sandwiches. (not chopped up enough...will make him sick.) He hates onions and cucumbers. When we get sandwiches he gets a six inch with extra cheese every damn time. Given the fact that he was almost hospitalized several times for eating/lack of eating issues, i wouldn't give a flying fuck what you thought of the sandwich i was buying him.

Remember...you never know what that other person is dealing with...

Smooches,
HM.
 
HottieMama said:
Dear X,

My son is three. He has digestive issues that prevent him for eating lettuce and tomato on sandwiches. (not chopped up enough...will make him sick.) He hates onions and cucumbers. When we get sandwiches he gets a six inch with extra cheese every damn time. Given the fact that he was almost hospitalized several times for eating/lack of eating issues, i wouldn't give a flying fuck what you thought of the sandwich i was buying him.

Remember...you never know what that other person is dealing with...

Smooches,
HM.

*hugs* and very well said. :rose:
 
Dear X, X, X and assorted other X's,

I work every day with children. I work with healthy children, with sick children, with well behaved and poorly behaved and mentally challenged and genius children. I work with children who are polite and mature, and I work with children who are spawns of hell. Working with more than just your children (as well as having produced one of my own) has given me an insight into the parent-child public relationship that most others who don't work with children daily, do not have.

On the one hand, 90% of the time, an ill-mannered child did not suddenly develop these habits on their own. They're usually well-learned from asshat parents; those folks who carry on loud conversations on bluetooth headsets in public locations, heedless of verbage, volume, surroundings or the behavior of their offspring.

On the other hand, the remaining 10% of the time, the poorly-behaved child is simply difficult, for a myriad of reasons. They could be tired, sick, afraid, not actually with their parent, or one of those kids who simply do not learn polite social behavior. Sometimes they have special needs that prevent their behaving in a manner consistent with your own upbringing. Every man, woman and child has a story, and you do not know what it is.

Regardless of which sort your kids may be, or which sort you may be, every child will at some point be an absolute pain in the ass in public. How you react is what's important, but immediately getting all pissy over something that'd probably bother you too (maybe not the choice of food but the behavior of the kids, sure) is pretty awful. Isn't that the point of the thread, anyway? Open letters to people? When did it become "open letters to people, but don't piss someone who reads it off, or else...!"?
 
CutieMouse said:
I've come to realize I don't "look" like a mom anymore really... and I'm all about understanding the challenging kids thing (hi! I have the only child in the history of my La Leche League group who was so intense the other women suggested that maybe she would benifit from spankings), but I do still bend over to look eye to eye with kids who are running in stores (or yelling) and calmly tell them to stop it - now. Which tends to piss off their parents. And I also have this really bad habit of joking about toddlers and duct tape, because you can't have five children and NOT joke about toddlers and duct tape, except I forget that people look at me and assume I'm around 25... and I don't have a wedding ring... and my gaggle isn't usually with me... so they don't KNOW that when I joke about toddlers and duct tape, I speak from experience. :eek:


I was the person who looked sixteen while pregnant (the more weight I put on, the more babylike my face got) and got evil looks from old ladies in the mall who obviously thought I was some sort of high school dropout whore. :p

I joke at work about toddlers and duct tape; parents often ask me how it is I don't go home and drink every night. Sometimes I'm not sure either, but then I'm not sure how parents of five don't go home and drink every night themselves. :p
 
CutieMouse said:
I've come to realize I don't "look" like a mom anymore really... and I'm all about understanding the challenging kids thing (hi! I have the only child in the history of my La Leche League group who was so intense the other women suggested that maybe she would benifit from spankings), but I do still bend over to look eye to eye with kids who are running in stores (or yelling) and calmly tell them to stop it - now. Which tends to piss off their parents. And I also have this really bad habit of joking about toddlers and duct tape, because you can't have five children and NOT joke about toddlers and duct tape, except I forget that people look at me and assume I'm around 25... and I don't have a wedding ring... and my gaggle isn't usually with me... so they don't KNOW that when I joke about toddlers and duct tape, I speak from experience. :eek:

Lol.. I totally would have got the duck tape comment. I've been so tempted to put it into use.. :p
 
Dear mommies:

I don't have children. I was a rather awful child at many times, and not a quiet one (does this surprise anybody?) My 25-26 year old mom with rather crappy parenting skills would get up from the table, take me outside. She was single, lived with her parents, but didn't think that adults in restaurants wanted to listen to me scream. Didn't think that being a mom gave her the right to be indignant when the source of noise pollution and my generally foul beahvior. (I would probably want to drop kick little me)

Why oh why is that a thing of the past?

I have my own bag of shit in life, it does not give me carte blanche to ruin other people's movies dinners air travel and whatever else you want to tantrum on through.
 
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jadefirefly said:
Dear X, X, X and assorted other X's,

I work every day with children. I work with healthy children, with sick children, with well behaved and poorly behaved and mentally challenged and genius children. I work with children who are polite and mature, and I work with children who are spawns of hell. Working with more than just your children (as well as having produced one of my own) has given me an insight into the parent-child public relationship that most others who don't work with children daily, do not have.

On the one hand, 90% of the time, an ill-mannered child did not suddenly develop these habits on their own. They're usually well-learned from asshat parents; those folks who carry on loud conversations on bluetooth headsets in public locations, heedless of verbage, volume, surroundings or the behavior of their offspring.

On the other hand, the remaining 10% of the time, the poorly-behaved child is simply difficult, for a myriad of reasons. They could be tired, sick, afraid, not actually with their parent, or one of those kids who simply do not learn polite social behavior. Sometimes they have special needs that prevent their behaving in a manner consistent with your own upbringing. Every man, woman and child has a story, and you do not know what it is.

Regardless of which sort your kids may be, or which sort you may be, every child will at some point be an absolute pain in the ass in public. How you react is what's important, but immediately getting all pissy over something that'd probably bother you too (maybe not the choice of food but the behavior of the kids, sure) is pretty awful. Isn't that the point of the thread, anyway? Open letters to people? When did it become "open letters to people, but don't piss someone who reads it off, or else...!"?


It didn't piss me off. Just mentioning the fact that the circumstances may not have been known. And making my opinion known on a public free speech forum just like everyone else. Which I expect to be read and responded to accordingly. Just like in my opinion I wouldn't make judements about someone else's food choices since I'm a big girl myself. Or someone else's children because I know there have been times when I'm sure people have been thinking the same about mine. They are a handful..and I raise them by myself d/t the fact that my husband works out of town. That lady may have just been having a bad day...like many of us do. I just wouldn't make a snap judgement. That's just me.
 
the_pet said:
Dear Subconscious

Please let me sleep just one fucking night without nighmares and let it be tonight. I want to sleep now but i dread closing my eyes. Last night was worse than normal. I don't want to sleep if i have to repeat them again. Please leave me alone. Can't you at least leave me alone there!


tortured pet

AMEN!

A fellow sufferer
 
To be honest, I'd have to say that being a 'big girl' myself, I would pass judgement on someone allowing their child to order something so hideously bad for them, because in MOST situations, all that is is crappy parenting.

Would I be wrong in those situations where, as someone said above, the child had dietary restrictions? Sure. But I'd be willing to be wrong on those very few occasions that it wasn't just some lazy-ass parent refusing to teach their kids how to eat properly to make sure they don't grow up fat, sick and obnoxious. :)
 
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