Letter to uranus.

Hello doucheblog.

A dear friend of mine, unhappy with her job, asked me to write her a letter of complaint to her manager - and me being the wicked awesome kickass person that i am.. did. I feel that i did such a damn good job that i would share with all of you, so here it is - in all its glory.

To whom it may concern;

As a beneficial member of your fine workplace, I have noticed a few things that are worrisome. As a manager, one would count upon them to be supportive and trusting of ones co-workers. I have noticed in these past few weeks, that you are not being as supportive and trusting as you could be.I feel that it is holding me back from excelling at my job, and therefore preventing me from achieving the status of being the best i could be.

If you do not change your attitude towards your co-workers, i have no choice but to go above your head to upper management.

Regards

Shit man, people should pay me for this.



as for everything else in life.. hand hurts from all hallows eve (involved douche breaking my gun, my drink going in his face, and us fighting to the death.. and by death i mean us getting ripped off of each other). Book for school has not been read nor will it. (fuck Jane Austen. fuck your fucking romance bullshit. i want blood and guts) and sexual satisfaction has not yet been reached. This weekends plans may change that, but as we all know.. I'm picky.