Dear So and So

mimi, those pictures are *fantastic*

I never got to meet Pansy, but I knew of her from lurking on Bike Journal. I knew she would be someone I'd love to meet - such an outrageous and wonderful personality. She will be missed, even by those that never had the chance to meet her.

I agree, the pictures are great. I love the one with her hubby.

I picture her in heaven, trying to put red lipstick on all the angels........:p

Pansy sounds like a fantastic woman. May her vivacious spirit live on!

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Originally Posted by snapdragen

i never got to meet pansy, but i knew of her from lurking on bike journal. I knew she would be someone i'd love to meet - such an outrageous and wonderful personality. She will be missed, even by those that never had the chance to meet her.

I agree, the pictures are great. I love the one with her hubby.

I picture her in heaven, trying to put red lipstick on all the angels........:p

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+1,000,000 :(

What an inspiring person Pansy was, in so many ways. May she rest in peace.

so sorry for everyones' loss those who knew her and those who didn't.

Dear Ears,
Would you mind shutting off the high pitched squeel? I'm getting really tired of it. For once I'm thankful that I'm partially deaf in my right ear. If I knew how to stop the ringing I would. :mad:

And Bonnie, there IS food in your bowl, just eat it, all of it. You don't need your bowl refilled when there's a teaspoon of food remaining. I am fully aware that having hyperthyroid disease sucks. You tell me, constantly.

Dear Rowena,

No your ribs are not showing, nor are mine. That is why we are both on a diet. It is unreasonable for a 14 lb.corgie to insist that you must eat your weight in kibble on a daily basisin order to survive.

Your corgi only weighs 14 pounds? Is she a puppy?

My condolences about Pansy, too, to the people who knew her or who enjoyed her presence here. Cancer is a hard way to go. I hope her transition wasn't too painful.

Roxy

Dear Co-Worker,

You are digging your own grave. You have yet-again outdone yourself. Your lack of attention to detail and ability to follow direction is even lower than I imagined. And with review season right around the corner . . . I would not want to be you come Spring. The file is growing. The complaints have been issued. I tried talking to you one-on-one, but that obviously did not work. The supervisors are now involved and I have ample documentation.

Limewave.

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Originally Posted by limewave

Dear co-worker,

Please stop sending me emails trying to prove that you did your job. The fact is that you did it half-ssed. The project was late, incomplete, and riddled with undeniable errors. In effect causing me to spend twice as much time on my end of the project correcting all of your mistakes. Again.

The first year we worked on this project, I was patient and tried working with you to guide you through the steps. The second time, I could understand a few mishaps. But this is the fifth year on this project. There is no more excuse other than your incompetency.

When I have to work with you I can't help but think that the unemployment isn't near high enough yet.

I have no more time to spend today to listen to your excuses. I have work to do. You remember what that is????

Limewave

p.s. Work Ethic. Google it. It's in wikipedia. I know you understand that.

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Dear manager. I've let you know for weeks now that I was going to have to be home when Dad began hospice. I've tried my best to be accommodating, offering to come in daily for a few hours, but doing the majority of my work at home.

Now, on the day dad is coming home for the last time, you tell me you want me to work 6 hours a day. Tough sh!t.

My father is dying. He takes precedence over anything you might find important.

I'm filing papers for a full leave of absence, I may turn it into early retirement, I'm that pissed.

Dear self--
You really need to do this. Look at a few webpage, send one e-mail, make one phone call. Not that hard. I know you hate the phone, but this is important. If you don't, you'll be screwing yourself out of something you really want.

I'm so sorry, Snap. For every bit of what you're going through right now. Even from my very limited perspective, it seems like it's all happening so fast. I can only imagine what it feels like from your perspective. I hope your dad isn't in any pain and that you and your family find the support and strength you need. Here's some more hugs to you from me and Brian.

(((((((snap)))))))

Peace and strength to you and your dad. And phooey on your manager.