Dear people with firecrackers and fireworks in Huntington Beach,
It's not 4th of July yet. They're banned here. You're freaking my dog out. You suck.
Love,
grumpy lady on the corner
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Dear people with firecrackers and fireworks in Huntington Beach,
It's not 4th of July yet. They're banned here. You're freaking my dog out. You suck.
Love,
grumpy lady on the corner
Dear Jan,
Since I first started watching the TDF (1998) I have admired you. You live this crazy lifestyle, where during the off season you enjoy your food, your wine, your child and whatever else is going. Then you get back on the bike, and just grind out the miles getting ready for the Giro and the TDF. And you get there. Last year I saw you in France; I saw you standing on the podium and (in the privacy of this forum) while I admired what you had done thus far in the TDF, for the first time, looking at you standing so tall in your T-Mobile strip, I had thoughts unbecoming to a 50 year old lady (whose children were standing nearby). Jan, I am devastated from every angle; professionally, sportingly (is that a word?), as a fan, as an admirer, as someone who looked up to you. Say it ain't so, Jan, say it ain't so.
A
Dear employment agency, research centre and human research ethics board,
Thanks for approving my research proposal, for finding me the perfect job, and for the part time research work. I really appreciate it after being in a foreign land for the past 6 months trying to sort all this stuff out. Thanks for approving everything - and pressuring me to start everything RIGHT NOW - three weeks before I go home to visit my father who has cancer - and the week I am dealing with separating from my partner - the man who might just be the reason I am not in my home country. Maybe I should be thanking you all for giving me plenty of distractions?
Thanks,
A (who is hoping she may at least get stress-skinny out of this!).
Dear UPS Driver,
Why did you put in the tracking information for my Titus Racer-X mountain bike that was due to be delivered this past Friday that "recipient was not available to sign for package, will try again Monday"? My husband was at home all day! Did you perhaps want to start your fourth of July holiday a bit early? The bike was one hour away from my house at the UPS distribution center at 2 pm on Thursday, so why oh why do I have to wait until Monday to get it?
Don't you know how women get when we are awaiting the delivery of a bike?? And are pre-menstrual to boot?! :confused:
Sincerely,
An anxious customer
P.S. Don't let this happen again. :mad:
Dear Lemonaide Stand Kids:
Thank you for setting up your stands near the middle of hills. Thank you for being so earnest and careful making change. Thank you for making good COLD lemonaide.
You are one of the few good things about summer riding.
Dear Decision Makers of Lake Zurich, Illinois:
BLECH! Again I say to you: Blech! I stamp my feet at you! I make mad faces! :mad: :mad: :mad: Also ARGH!!!
I love the Lake Zurich Triathlon that is held in your little town every August! It is the focal point of my training! This year I was going to get to do it withOUT my dear friends (whom I love a lot but who can't be bothered to train yet want to do a triathlon so I end up waiting for them in every transition so we can finish together)!
I've been checking the tri's website diligently for on-line registration. I was not freaked out that it wasn't up yet, this is not a fancy tri, so the website isn't always up to date. But today it says "2006 Race Cancelled Due To Road Construction". This stinks! I'm sure our tri is low on your priority list. Maybe it's not even anybody in Lake Zurich who makes these decisions. Maybe I should be stamping my foot and making mad faces :mad: at the Great State of Illinois and their Dept of Trans.
I am very disappointed. I will take my tri-butt north of the border and do the Pleasant Prairie Tri the next weekend in Wisconsin. I will be back to do your tri in 2007. The roads had better be FABULOUS!!!
Disappointedly yours,
L.
Dear _my_ UPS guy-
Unlike the other one, thank you for telling me exactly when my new bike, Lava, would arrive from far away California last summer. Thank you for offering to put her in the shed for me if I wasn't home so she would be safe. Thank you for always being friendly, and interested in my rides, and always looking out for my packages. I miss you when you're not on my route for a while.
Nanci
Dear Little Hometown in the Mountains,
I miss you so much that I cry. Especially this time of year. I'll sure be thinking of you tomorrow as I miss yet another fabulous Fourth complete with log sawing competitions and street dancing and the water fight down by 2nd Street. Sure, I'll see you for a couple of weeks at the end of the month, but that just ain't enough. Tell everybody there to pray to the spirit of their choice that DS and I will be able to live there again sooner than later.
Broken Hearted :( ,
fixedgeargirl
Awww...I hear you. I hope you get home soon. L.Quote:
Originally Posted by fixedgeargirl
Dear early mornings,
You're my new favorite time to ride! The sights, the smells, the periods of silence on a normally busy path and streets. I'll gladly start going to bed early so I can experience you more often.
Love,
up before dawn
I hear ya, Brandy! Yesterday for some reason I slept until 7, didn't get on the bike until 8, and thought I would die with the heat and humidity, plus the freakin' traffic. Normally, though, I'm up and out before any of that gets going. Let's hear it for early morning rides!Quote:
Originally Posted by Brandy
--Up before dawn, only on the Gulf Coast
Dear Lady in the pickup on 27th Street:
Thank-you for not right hooking me at the light this morning. I wasn't expecting a motorist to wait for me after the signal turned green, to clear the intersection before making a right hand turn. Usually four wheelers just haul azz like we bikers don't exist. Thanks for reinforcing my belief that this town is a pretty cool place to ride.
The commuter on the red bike
Dear Upstairs Neighbor,
I have patiently put up with your running up your stairs, loud music, the bass in your car, the high schoolers you hang out with and your strange habit of vaccuuming several times a week in the middle of the night (yes, we can hear that).
I cannot tolerate you leaving your dog on your patio. In case you are new to the area, it gets REALLY HOT in Texas in July. Last time I checked pugs do not tolerate heat well. I hope the little guy have a nicknamed Pugsly has water. I have tried to discuss this with you, but your lack of compassion makes it hard.
Since DH will not let me dognap Pugsly and I know our apartment complex will do nothing, I will call the local animal control next time he is left out. Your stupid excuses annoy me:
a) forgot him b) was having the carpet cleaned (2 weeks) c) he likes the fresh air.
Concerned about little "Pugsly",
Your Dog Loving Neighbor
Dear self,
Go to bed early tonight so you can meet Tiffanie at 5:00 a.m.!!!!:eek:
Love,
Me
http://www.tinklebelle.com/Smilies/images/nerves.gifhttp://www.tinklebelle.com/Smilies/images/bucky.gifQuote:
Originally Posted by Brandy
Dear ex-coworker who has been hounding me to go on Wednesday night rides:
OK, I finally gave in. I talked with my grad school prof, explained I would not be able to be in class tonight, turned in my homework, and am leaving work a little bit early in order to get to LBS shop to put air in my tires (refer to my tire inflation thread in newbies section). I even emailed you last week to let you know that finally I would be going.
Why then, friend o'mine, do you reply "Oh, yeah, I might not go tonight"!!!?? Your booty has been hounding me every few days with an email about riding with you!!!
Grr.
Paige
Dear Female Junk mail (pamphlet) deliverer.
Please read Queensland's LAWS when it comes to traffic on a footpath. there's no need to swear because you feel intimidated.
I did the courteous thing and slowed down and rang my bell when I approached you. You were not paying attention as you were flicking through the Junk mail you were delivering. ADD to that fact you were walking in the MIDDLE of the path and not on the left (even walking on the right would have been sufficent)
There is NO bike path or Bike Lane on Old Cleveland Road. (one of the "BUSY" arterials coming out of Brisbane City) Likewise the footpath is not marked with a "Peds only" or "No Bikes" logo.
THEREFORE DESPITE WHAT YOU SAY, I have every damn right to be on the footpath as you do! I gave WAY to you but you still hurtled abuse at me!!!
I do not appreciate it!!
Next time I swear I'm gonna hop off and Have a go at you! Cyclists have rights too!!!!
Sincerley
The chick who "SHOULDN'T BE ON THE F***N' FOOTPATH" If She's "GOING TO RIDE THAT F****N CONTRAPTION"
PPSSSTTT.. sounds like you should call the DEA (Drug Enforcement Agency- for all our TE ladies outside of the USA) on your upstairs neighbors too!Quote:
Originally Posted by Aggie_Ama
And I hope that poor little puppy makes it out alive!
Dear self,
There will be no procrastination considering the volume of work you need to get done in the next 2 weeks. While I know you tend to avoid things til the last minute when things get overwhelming, now is not the time.
Me
dear sister,
thanks for coming up to visit me in beautiful alaska and making it the worse week. your attitude the whole time was bad. you didn't even want to try and enjoy yourself. you made quite the impression on the town when asked what you thought of it here and first thing was "i coudln't live here". all you wanted to do was sit inside, play solitare and watch twilights zone reruns. even though we had the best weather the whole time you were here.
and thanks for even trying to watch the tour de france with us. you didn't even give it a chance. (for the record i do think men in pink jerseys are sexy!) what's with the snide little comments anyhow? :mad:
glad you got on the plane to visit some girl you've never met in anchorage. you were more happy about a few hours with her in the city, then the whole time with me enjoying what bush alaska has to offer.
sincerly,
your little sister
(who is enjoying life far more than you ever will!)
ps- thank you bear gods for having the beautiful bears come out when the time was right, and not to close. i enjoyed seeing the bears, even if my sister didn't.
chick - where in Alaska are you?
No offense, but sister is nutz if she didn't enjoy AK! I can't think of a more beautiful place.
Dear Chickwhorips,
Are you even a little bit nervous about North Korea? Am I the only person in the US who is disturbed by the missile launchings?? Maybe it's because I was a kid during the Cuban deal.
Nanci
Is your sister my Mother? :pQuote:
Originally Posted by chickwhorips
Well, keep enjoying life up there and let her be miserable.
snap - i'm in a bush town called cold bay. its the last "city" at the tip of the penninsula before the aleutian islands start.
nanci - no i'm not to worried. if the did try to attack us they would get less than 60 people. i figure they would go for anchorage if they wanted to hit alaska.
ksh - thanks! i will keep enjoying it up here and rub it in her face to.... na i'm not like that. i just know it kills her that i'm happy. i don't have to say a word.
the sad thing is i've had everyone in town ask me if she's always in a bad mood or just like that when she met them. poor thing can't even crack a smile.
anyone that is a happy person and can smile :) is more than welcome to come and visit me!
Dear new sister-in-law,
I am so glad that you thought your "fit" little self could beat the fat sister-in-law at riding bikes. What really beat me down was the fact that after a mile and a half, you had to stop and get off your bike. Then there's the 8 miles in an hour and 20 minutes. HELLO!!!! :mad: (I now know how my coaches used to feel when they would have to slow down to 15 mph;) ). Next time dear sister-in-law, don't judge a person because they are fat. Remember how your fat sister-in-law smoked you when you encouraged her to ride at her normal pace. By the way, your 'fat' husband (not fat, all muscle) losing weight (no longer working out) is going to get him killed when he is out arresting some punk. Hope you enjoy his money while you can.
dear sister (again),
are you two or 41? who hangs up on someone in such a childish mannor and then turns off their cell phone? kinda sucks when someone confronts you on your childlike attitude doesn't it? grow up and be your age. you are a mother of two teenagers so act like it. they need a mother, not a friend or a mother that acts younger than them.
grow up!
Dear Current Administration,
Nanci is not the only one who's worried about North Korea. Lots of us are. Are any of YOU paying attention? Any ideas that might actually prove useful? Your citizens are anxiously awaiting some kind of constructive response on your part. Any time now would be good.
Dear Disturbed Co-Worker,
Your obsession with me is unhealthy. You need counselling. Your constant complaining about me to everyone is disrupting the clinic. Telling staff that it's all me, and you aren't doing anything to cause this, falls flat when they realize I never complain about you or speak badly about you. Telling patients I put electrodes on them wrong, or saying "Why did she do that?" "Why did she use 4 instead of 2 today?" "She put those in a weird place" is extremely unprofessional. Bear in mind that I am your superior, though I treat you as an equal because you are very good at your job.
Today one of the therapists begged me to do something about you. Tomorrow I will talk to one of the owners of the clinic about you.
And thank you for not calling me at home again and being abusive for 49 minutes.
You need help, and it's not the kind I can give.
How cool! I've been out your way, but only as far as Kodiak Island. My first trip I did the real touristy stuff and went to Barrow. I love Alaska, just not sure I'm suited to live there.Quote:
Originally Posted by chickwhorips
**snap begins dragging out her suitcase**:D C'mon girls! Road Trip! (and Ferry Trip, and whatever else...Bush Plane Trip!!)Quote:
Originally Posted by chickwhorips
Dear funky spirits/friends/whomever.
Thank you for keeping our friend christina safe last july 7th. Lucky she was at work & not on the bus round the corner...There's nothing like hearing from someone you care about when S*** happens...
Thank you again for keeping Andrew safe too. I'm sure his family appreciate that he was running late for work(he works on the underground...)
To all the families/friends/co workers who lost loved ones that day, our hearts go out to you. For the survivors, keep your heads up, be strong & cry if you need to.
Take care & we haven't forgotten.
c
your more than welcome! the fish are in and its good fishin time!Quote:
Originally Posted by snapdragen
Dear T,
I think you are being so incredibly immature that I can't even believe I am speaking to the same person I was dating for 4 months. You broke it off with ME, so I get to hold the grudge NOT you.....stop acting like you are the victim in this whole thing, and stop telling lies to make you look like it. You're almost 27, not 12. You are being so damn frustrating, go get some help for your commitment issues and grow up.
I've laid all the golden eggs I can for today. I've spoiled you, with fully-charged blackberry at bedside, in the bike or saddlebag on my few hours away from the establishment, on "vibrate" in church and at the theatre. I chase your balloons, tolerate being interrupted by the "speak to the hand" gesture when making a point, am your sounding board when YOUR boss (grand dame, also) does to you, what you do to me. The tip of my tongue is gone.
Two years ago, the day after my first mastectomy, you called me at home, and I came to the office to help you. The day of the second mastectomy, you called my husband while I was in recovery, and I came to the office the next day. I refused reconstruction, because of the time commitment. How crazy is that?
Last year, the week after my husband broke his back, while at home, I received an email stating "I know you've had family obligations lately......, but you need to do this....!" I did it.
Last month, the day of his heart-attack, you said "take all the time you need." The following day, you called me 4 times for help in responding to your boss, political personalities, an angry constituent.
And you ask to me to stay in cell phone range while I'm on leave, and that those I supervise do the same. (I have quietly refused to do that.) I also quietly challenge this edict, by seeking remoter and remoter weekend activities. The only rest I get, is when I am on a plane, you are on a plane, or your blackberry is dead.
I am living to work, and it's killing me. It's not the job, it's my loyalty to you, and my work ethic. But others, my firends, you supervise are paying for my inability to tell you "no." You expect the same from them, and the treatment they get for commiting to their families, and ability to leave work at work, is harsh and lasting.
While I survived the cancer, I'm overweight, an insomniac, high cholesterol, have aged 10 years in the last 5. My marriage is strong, but more to his credit than mine. I've not seen my children since March, as my plans are always changed for me.
And you wonder why invitations to socialize on weekends are turned down? This is a fragile and tenuous relationship, yours and mine. That there are few women in our organization, forces us together. That you are new and I am not, that I am the organizer, know the numbers, current on email and directives, makes your reliance on me painfully heavy.
So, when can we talk?
Do it soon, for your sake!Quote:
Originally Posted by e1b2
e1b2 - doesn't sound worth the cost, lass. the boss from hell indeed (control freak from hell might be more accurate?) maybe it's time to dust off the resume and encourage your friends to do likewise?
Dear yellow:Quote:
Originally Posted by chickwhorips
ROAD TRIP!
Dear chick:
Sockeye? What?
Signed flygirl (and I don't mean airplanes)
Salmon my dear sadiekate, salmon. Which I happen to be cooking for dinner tonight!Quote:
Originally Posted by SadieKate
Dear Beloved Snap:
I provide for your edification a list of Pacific Salmon species:
http://www.hitime.com/sdscptn.htm
Your loving friend and fellow salmon aficionado,
SadieKate
Originally Posted by salsabike
PS The Goddess Kring is a large young woman who does an odd little show of her own on public access TV that involves weird costumes, lots of make-up and glitter, nudity, candles, cosmic-sounding music, and goofy dancing. It's absolutely bizarre.
well, there's a good chance she has and they are STILL nearly to her navel. I know especially since I'm losing weight, when you've had large boobs all your life, gravity SUCKS!:eek: When you lie on your back they're either in your armpits or choking you around your EARS..Quote:
Originally Posted by snapdragen
Even if you don't have large ones all your life (only while preggers and nursing) the saggy-baggy empties still end up in your armpits when you lie on your back. DPITA teases me about it.... but hey, hers are getting bigger as she is getting older, so I WILL GET MY REVENGE!!!