OK Pella window people, I thought by arranging for D3’s bedroom windows to be replaced in September, that they’d actually be all done and in place well before she came home in mid May. My bad! I thoroughly underestimated your incompetence and delaying tactics.
You call me this morning, a day I blocked out entirely for you, and prattle on about a missing part and I can just visualize the other 19 medium and 8 huge windows we have that you people are not touching!!!
You deserve to be fired.
Really? You are willing to travel where Zika is known…but you are male…and your daughter and wife–?.
I am so sick of your attitude.
On less than 24 hour notice, you tell me I need to decide on the built-ins. Woke up early and made a scaled drawing. I’m sorry it’s not what you had in mind. But if you don’t want my input, why ask? Then you say that “it’s amazing how you don’t get to do what you want in YOUR house!” I have the feeling that’s not the last time you’re going to play that card. This is never going to work. Who am I kidding?!
Yes, the breakfast is tomorrow morning. Yes, I have told you twice about it. Tells me how much you pay attention to what I tell you.
I have no energy for drama. Please just let me enjoy this–all of you.
My god, you are condescending as heck. Too bad you never learned about grace at whatever college you went to.
You spoiled your kid beyond belief. Brand new car at 16, etc., etc. Now that your kid is in college & is rebelling a bit, kid quit the part time job, grades have gone down, kid doesn’t have a plan for employment post-graduation, you wonder how this could have happened?
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Dear relatives who I love very much & are passionate about their political party,
You are all 1 trick ponies. Talking with you has become so boring because all you seem to be able to do is get on your soap boxes and preach about how horrible the other political party is that you disagree with. Please respect my desire to remain neutral about these things in your presence. Being shouted at isn’t really a pleasant experience. If you weren’t family members, I probably would have stopped talking to you because you have become total ***holes on this one topic. The world is not going to stop turning on its axis if we don’t agree on every single little thing. It’s a new concept called MUTUAL RESPECT. Try it sometime. It’s a beautiful thing.
dear little dog,
you need to get up before noon.
I cannot accept your la la land. You are attributing such grandiose memories to a woman who was
so destructive and unkind.
And you are just like her.
Wow, gotta hand it to you. Your bull-in-a-china-shop behavior resulted in a lot of people who don’t always see eye to eye coming together in mass revulsion.
As an employer I’m tired of youngish applicants who can’t list tools in their skill set but tell me they will add diversity to my organization.
Our new corporate overlords installed snooping software on our work computers. So much for checking CC during the day.
I told you, yesterday, that you should always have some cash when you travel! I can’t believe you just got on a plane to Houston with $1 in your pocket! And you didn’t confirm your ride from the airport before leaving. I’m sorry for the part I played in your cluelessness. I guess I wasn’t a very good parent.
I probably should have just said, “good luck” and hung up when you called me in a panic, as my (childless) friend suggested. I’m glad you learned how to use Uber, though, and I really hope you learned something.
What will be the next s***storm I end up helping you through?
You are a terribly bitter man. The best thing you could do for this program is to no longer be a part of it. Do you really need to insult kids in hearing of their parents to feel better about your own life choices?
Some karma in the fact that the kid – whose achievements the family celebrates endlessly on social media – did not win an award which required recognition and support from peers. When parents could no longer manipulate the process to achieve the desired outcome, this kid turns out not to be first. Who would of thunk it?
I sent you that heartfelt note because I love and miss you, not because I expected anything in return, but it’s pretty disappointing and upsetting that you gave such a half-a**ed response to it. I don’t even need a dissertation- a simple “I love and appreciate you” would have gone a long way. While I’m upset with you, I don’t want to bring it up directly because getting this recognition after having to ask for it really is not the same.
Having family over for too long is like being slowly suffocated with a pillow…
Yes I miss you all. No my graduation is not about you all.
Power - even minimal - corrupts.