A short letter

[mousme]

Dear TMIM,

I don't care. Really, I don't. Nothing you can say will induce me to care about your sad little problems with the mail room.

Here's how it works: if you give your mail to me, then I will put a label on it and have it sent to the right place. If you choose to address the envelope yourself and, God forbid, take it yourself to the mail room without knowing the right procedures, your freaking mail will get lost.

So, expect no sympathy from me. None whatsoever. Especially when I've heard you bitch and moan about this for three. days. running.

In conclusion, I don't care.

No love at all,

Me

Comments

[vureoelt.livejournal.com]

Here's how it works: if you give your mail to me, then I will put a label on it and have it sent to the wrong place.

... well, I suppose at least they'll be able to find out where it is.

[mousme.livejournal.com]

*dies*

Serves me right for writing that in a hurry. I deleted the sentence due to poor structure and re-wrote it, and obviously forgot to change that word.

Bwah. :)

[vureoelt.livejournal.com]

Hehehe. Here, an icon to go with yours.

I can understand that. What amazes me is... no one but me said anything, or so it seems.