multi-masking

*** Disclaimer: No, I’m not some crazed animal extortionist gone berserk. The word “turtle” pertains to someone very important to me. Sadly though, the feeling seems NOT to be mutual as he never seems to realize how I am eternally affected with most, if not all, of his actions. ***

Hey Turtle,

I hate how you have made me THIS miserable on the last day of the year. Out of all the days, it especially had to be TODAY. Just when my back has been tied in severe knots. Just when there are only the 3 of us doing a workload for 5 employees. I do NOT friggin’ need this crap.

I’ve been doing great since we talked last Christmas. I just can’t understand why for the life of me, it was only today that I’ve figured out that I am fine and will continue to be fine until you resurrect from the dead. Whatever twinge of happiness it brings me will always be short-lived and will always have something to do with that poor excuse of a human being I have to deal with hearing everyday. Had it not been for the workstation dividers, I would have been in jail for homicide long ago.

I challenge you to an ultimatum. If you break your word about not communicating with him in any way when the New Year kicks in, you are so dead to me. You understand? You don’t exist to me anymore. I guess your life will be happier anyways, since you value that ugly piece of crap way more than you value me anyways. You always have, and you always will.

Digitally signed on this 31st day of January, 2008.