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'Open Letter' Thread, Volume 5

Gryffindorian

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Do you have something you'd like to say to someone (a friend, a relative, a co-worker, a neighbor, etc.) that you just can't say because you're too embarrassed or you worry about the consequences? This is the thread for you! This isn't exactly like Holdfast's Confessional Thread in that you don't have to divulge anything sensitive or private you're not comfortable saying.

Allow me to start ...

Dear "Jane,"

I have some special friends at work whom I refer to as "big sisters," a bunch of sweet, thoughtful, caring and generous ladies with whom I've enjoyed working for many years. You're one of them, but I'm not so sure that's the case anymore.

Lately, something about you--your demeanor, your attitude--rubs me the wrong way. You seem distant and snobbish, not as friendly as before. Sometimes when we talk, I even sense that you're being somewhat condescending. It's not so much condescension as it is a lack of sincerity, with your forced smiles, perfunctory greetings, and gotta-get-back-to-work attitude. Does this have anything to do with your job as being one of the lead/senior employees in your section, the fact that you got that promotion last year? Believe me, dear, I was very happy for you and wished you only continued success in your career, but I think you've changed and let arrogance consume your usually sweet and sincere personality.

On the other hand, maybe you're just busy or under a lot of stress. You're always busy anyway, but never too busy to stop by and have a conversation about family and friends and common interests. I realize that with great salary comes great responsibility and all, but half the time you're just too ... robotic. Methinks you've actually lost a part of your humanity.

The other day when I saw you in the copy room, I just wanted to put away some stuff and you were in there saying something like "I'll be out of your way as soon as possible," although I wasn't in any particular hurry. But you made it sound like I was rushing you.

There's probably a lot of hubris that comes with your job, and you're not even in management. :rolleyes: That's sad. Let me tell you something, though. If you ever say or do anything to me that I find offensive, I won't be afraid to flip the bird. I've got more seniority than you and am not intimidated by management.

-- Your "kid brother" at work
 
Dear squiggly line in my eye fluid,

I see you there, lurking on the periphery of my vision. But when I try to look at you, you scurry away. Are you shy, squiggly line? Why only when I ignore you do you return to the center of my eye? Oh, squiggly line, it's all right. You are forgiven.
 
Dear Tammy,

How can you stand to eat TGI Fridays food every single day? We get it. You're a regular customer. Take a fucking day off. We're tired of looking at you.

Love,
Your Bartenders
 
Dear "Jane",

You have hurt me very deeply. I cannot wait for the day when I can finally fully extricate you from my life. You have made me loose all respect and love for you. I can hardly bare to even look at you. I want you as far away from me as possible, as soon as possible.... but, due to the complexity of the situation, I know I must wait at least another four years before this can happen.

In the meantime, I will have to find a way to deal with your shit, and not let it get to me so much. I'll probably have to take up yoga again because of you. You could never imagine the stress and mental anguish you have caused me. I would like to forgive you, just so I can find peace for myself again, but it is beyond me at the moment. Maybe one day, I will be strong enough to do that. I suspect that day is very far away.

I want a good and happy life for you. I wish you no harm at all. I only wish your life wasn't so tangled up with mine. If only I could cut you off, I know I could forget about you completely in a matter of weeks. That isn't to be just yet.

I'll keep waiting. And muster as much patience as I can to see me through the long months to come.
 
I'm sure your situation with your "Jane" is different from my "Jane," but it seems we're alike in a lot of ways. This "Jane" I work with, I just can't stand her, even look at her. There's something about her persona that's very off-putting lately. I think the less contact I have with her, the better.
 
Ah, catharsis. I like this.

Dear "Kendra",

When I wrote my resignation letter to you last week, I said that it was with great sadness and regret that I must leave my current position. Well, I lied. My friends are throwing me a party to celebrate my newfound freedom. You see, I'm sick of being the go-to person whenever anything needs to get done at the last minute. I'm absolutely finished with being nothing more than an underpaid glorified babysitter. My new job pays me twice as much and actually makes use of those skills I spent years gaining in college. Not to mention, I won't have to work weekends anymore. Oh, and my new boss isn't a petty tyrant bent on micromanaging me.

The fact that four of your employees have quit in the last week and a half and that another one is trying to get fired should be a sign to you. Maybe you have a morale problem. Look no further than the mirror to find the source.

Ciao!
Vulcan Princess
 
Dear Hippo McStompyfeet
It can't be good for your feet, walking down the hall the way you do. It's like with each step you're just barely keeping yourself upright, which is understandable considering how fat you are. Also, could you please find a way to clear your throat quietly? I'm beginning to wonder how many lungs you actually have because it sounds like you have already coughed up several.
 
How long have you been seeing her there? And does she always eat the same thing?

I happened to be in the same class as a girl in high school, who had a ham and cheese sandwich everyday without fail for the 5 years I knew her. Some people are just creatures of habit.
 
She's been coming there longer than I've worked there (3.5) years. Half the time she doesn't even eat. She just has lots and lots of Cosmos.
 
But there are much cheaper places to drink than TGI Fridays! I sure as hell wouldn't go to a chain restaurant to get drunk.
 
You guys probably make it the way she likes 'em. Obviously an alcoholic who's particular about how she gets drunk. You probably wouldn't be so annoyed with her if she was a good tipper. :p
 
Dear Walter Benjamin,

could you please, posthumously, rephrase some of your work? There are a couple of sentences which make no sense. At all. Furthermore, your thoughts aren't as interesting as you make them out to be; I'd be eternally grateful if you could actually talk about something which tickles my fancy the tiniest bit.
I'd then actually consider writing a paper about one of your dribbles more interesting than cleaning all the toilets of Grand Central Station with my tongue.

Kisses,

Me
 
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