*offers a fresh pot of coffee or a cold glass of milk for the cake*
Dear Guitar Hero III,
Why must you have five keys and I only have four fingers to use? My thumb doesn't stretch that far.
The hard level is a bit much for me.
Dear Alarm Clock,
Just five more minutes, please? Why must you go off at the most inconvienient times. If you know I'm having a good dream, please hold off blaring your loud music. I'd do the same for you.
An exhausted dreamer
Dear Ohio State,
GIVE US A SNOW DAY!?!?! C'MON! Be smart about this.
This weather is ridiculous and you make people walk and drive to campus for classes?
I have a few...
Dear DSL Company
I am not an idiot. In fact, I WORK with computers. I am aware of how to set up a DSL connection. When I call tech support its because I have a GENUINE PROBLEM not because I'm typing in my information incorectly. Why did you cancel the tech call when you knew the problem was on your end? Why did your make your own tech repeat the same steps that didn't fix the problem to begin with?
The internet is finally working today...fixing it only took five days. Bravo
Dear sound recording software
Why can't you start recording in Stereo? Who records in Mono?
Thanks for making my life one step harder
Sort of love
The disgruntled DJ
Dear Persistant Cold,
I hate having a stuffy nose and coughing until I gag. Really? Just go away. My head hurts.
Dear Allergic Reaction,
You started out as three mosquito bite-like bumps on my arm by my elbow that itched like crazy. Then there were four bumps on my stomach... now there's some on my back, my legs, my chest...
Back off. I don't even know why you keep appearing. You itch.
Noooo, that was a special cake!Quote:
Originally Posted by ILoveMyAbbyGirl
Originally Posted by ILoveMyAbbyGirl
Cheers to that. I'm decent at medium but my poor stumpy fingers can't get hard.
Dear boys at work,
I know I am the only girl in work and I am bound to overhear "boy talk", but it still grosses me out. I don't mind hearing about boobs once in awhile, but every five minutes is a bit much. I don't care about your bowl movements. Just because I am a girl, it doesn't mean I am getting the coffees in all the time. Don't look at me like I am a demanding prima donna when I refuse to get them, get off your butt and get them yourselves. While you are at it, I like mine with milk, no sugar. I don't care about your opinions about politics, the bosses, the clients, the people who work with us. Stop quoting gangster movies. Just because you make me mad doesn't mean I have PMS. Stop calling women bitches and sluts just because they wouldn't have anything to do with you.
I'm sorry if you feel I'm too hard on you sometimes. I just care about the dogs and there well being. Is it too much to ask for every pet to always have a soft place to sleep? This isn't just another job, if you don't care please leave. Always remember that each day these dog's stay with us is another day you can either make their time away from home easier or harder for them. So please, keep the cages clean (you do a great job at this), give them all blankets and stop every once and awhile to give them a pat on the head and a "good dog".
Your boss / Nova and Konnor's mom
You are so, so cruel.
for evil sheila at work. you are a good technologist, but you are a lousy human and a crummy co-worker. technical expertise isn't enough, we are tired of hearing your stories about your son who struggles to rise to average, your drama queen daughter and your passive drip of a husband. there is a reason your family is so dysfunctional, look in the mirror. and tale bearing to the boss is not the way to the top, but it is the way to assure no one ever trusts you. could i help you fill out your transfer request to the eastside?
I will never forgive myself for not being with you when you passed. I missed you by 15 minutes. If I hadn't stayed on that phone call so long I would have been there, holding your hand as you took your last breath. This is something that eats away inside me every day and I don't know what to do to "fix" it. :( I'm so, so sorry. :( Hopefully when we meet again all will be forgiven.
Vixi-your baby girl
Dear Best Friend:
I was in a one hour seminar today and when I was asked "what inspires you?" I replied, "My mother and my best friend." Sure Mom and I are friends but it's nothing like the deep friendship I share with you. Not a day goes by that I don't recall your shining smile. It helps me through the day. Thank you for sticking with me, no matter what mood I'm in.
I know I've been quiet and I pray you understand just how frightened I am. I have a doctor's appt on Fri Feb 15 and at that time I'm hoping to get my scan results. I pray they are good, but until then my insides are churning and I feel the need to hide away. I don't know why.....do all cancer patients go through this?
Thank you for respecting me and I hope you are not mad at me for backing away. I will be in touch soon, I promise.
Love you lots
Thank you. You know why. :)