Dear So and So

[Tuckervill]

Dear biking co-workers, with whom I am trying to design a team jersey, in particular the following two groups:

Dear Manly Men: stop being so damn snooty. I know democracy isn't particularly time-efficient, but it still happens to be pretty popular. Don't send me subtle, condescending hints that it's a girlish waste of time. It's an insult to my trying to be fair, and if you don't like the way I'm doing it, do it yourself fercryinoutloud.

Dear Shrinking Violets: grow up. I know we all have strong opinions, but have the guts to just state them in public. Don't let on that you have lots of opinions, then go all precious and refuse to say anything, and don't state your opinions clearly, concisely and politely in writing one day and then go around REGRETTING it the day after.

Just get over yourselves for heavens sake. It's a JERSEY, not the United Nations, a cure for cancer or a divorce. But the coordinator position is up for grabs, as of now.

This is cracking me up. How ACCURATE! At least in my case I deal mostly with men in my volunteer position--they don't tend to fret about expressing their opinions. They just don't express them--so they can complain about my decision later.

Karen

[lph]

Thanks. I was kinda pleased with the way that came out too

I should have noted, but forgot to - that ALL the biking coworkers I was addressing above are male, both the manly and shrinking kind. Stupid me bought into the idea that coordinating them was going to be a straightforward and simple affair.

[Pax]

Dear disturbed college students,

Please stop thinking the best way to eliminate your demons is to go out "in a blaze of glory", taking other innocents with you. Stop for one moment and think outside yourself and your issues. I realize as a society we've given you the false impression that you are the most important thing in the world, as a thinking human being it was your job to see beyond that and seek help if you needed it.

To the most recent one...Now you are gone and have left tragedy in your wake, if there is a hell I'm sure you're there, if reincarnation exists your next life as a blind beggar in the gutters of Darfur will be waiting.

[Fredwina]

Dear Mayor of Sandy Place Ranch:
While I appreciate getting a birthday card from you, The thought that you know my birthday is a little unsettling, particularly since I have never met you (granted I did vote for you)
and yes, I did appreciate the fact that it was printed and mailed without taxpayer expense, but I'm still wondering who designed the card?

[mimitabby]

Dear Fredwina,
Happy Birthday! The mayor let me know it was your birthday! Not too many people are THAT important!

Mimi

[bmccasland]

Dear BK,
WHY do you call two weeks after the 45 day comment period requesting more information on a document, and bring up issues that are not covered in the document? Those other issues were covered in other documents, this particular one was to address one specific problem that earlier plans didn't realize existed. AND the comment period for the earlier documents was over YEARS ago. So why are you requesting more information in order to put something in writing? If you had the document in your slimy hands since December, it is not my fault you waited until the February neighborhood association meeting to bring it up. Why didn't you bring it to their attention in January?

Why don't you just take a long walk off a short pier. And unless you send your letter by registered return receipt mail, it's going to meet my friend Mr. Shredder. You had your chance. We aren't going to hold up the project because you can't get off your butt to sabre rattle two months late. And we all know how bad the mail service is in this area. Things get lost, oh what a shame. Better yet, I'll sick the project manager on you, she doesn't pander to anyone.

[Zen]

Dear Fredwina,... The mayor let me know it was your birthday!

[Kitsune06]

Dear So and So

So, do you get paid to be such an azzhole, or do you do it out of the shriveled blackness of your little heart? I'm just asking because I can't understand how you can possibly be so callous first to someone else and also about your own business.

Most of the azzholes I know are either hard-nosed to other people and sensitive about themselves, OR they at least PRETEND to care about other people out of courtesy and could care less about themselves. You, however, manage to spread your blatant disregard of life and common decency to everyone.

You must truly be lonely and bitter, and thank God for that, because I wouldn't wish the misery of your company on anyone.

Oscar Wilde said "Some cause happiness wherever they go; others, whenever they go."
...and I deeply wish you would spread happiness in whichever way would best befit you.

I have no more kind words left for you. I play nice when I have to, and I ignore you as often as possible, but for your last, most uncaring action, I'd actually like nothing more to tell you to go to hell.