Dear So and So

[Catrin]

I've saved an iPod that went through the washing machine this way. I left it in the bag of rice for 2 weeks - probably overkill but it worked. It's not been quite the same since then but it works.

[OakLeaf]

Dear waitress,

I feel very strongly about workers in service industries and tipped employees in particular. I'm determined to singlehandedly bust the stereotype about women dining alone that you so obviously held. I understand that a table for one is almost as much work as a table for two. And frankly, I was doing some stereotyping myself about the tipping habits of the women at the next table (granted that stereotype was based as much on their conversation about the price of juice at three different grocery stores, as it was on their age and hairstyles ).

So I hope you were slightly pleasantly surprised that your rudeness didn't make me stiff you. But the next time I walk around the corner to "your" restaurant - alone or with others - I'm going to expect better service.

[skhill]

Dear owner of the red car that was parked in front of my driveway Saturday morning,

I hope you read the note I left on your windshield. To reiterate: what were you thinking? and you are damn lucky I didn't have you towed. But I was planning on going on bike Saturday, weather permitting, so I didn't need to get my car out of the driveway. Also, I figured you didn't need to have to pay the $200 or so it would cost to get your car back; if you are the person I think, you don't have it to spare. And it's not like the car would have been towed before I needed to leave at 8 am anyway.

(The new bike rack at the cathedral Saturday morning was pretty full, and I'm glad that I kept pestering people to get one. We consecrated a new bishop, and parking is tight there. 6 of the 900ish people came by bike, and that's something!)

[Sky King]

Dear Daughter, I am so proud of you.
Good job on calling security to remove the PIA woman complaining loudly about having to pay $15 for her Oxycodone while you are on the phone taking a Cancer Doctor's credit card number to pay for the $500 worth of Chemo drugs for the little kid that was sitting there puking while his mom has tears running down her face because she has no way to pay for the drugs. You handled it way better than I would have. Sending positive thoughts to the universe that the little kid recovers and thank god their are compassionate people in this world.

[malkin]

Dear neck,
Stop hurting.

Dear body,
Stop working on your laptop from the rocking chair.
love, your neck.

[indysteel]

Dear Itty Bitty Kitty, we'll miss you bunches. Be good for your new humans, but you'll always have a home with us if it doesn't work out.

[snapdragen]

Dear body - stop falling apart, m'kay? I really don't want more surgery.