|02:18 pm - How does she always know?|
Another chain letter from Hoppie's cousin Carin. How does she always know exactly which lame forward to send me at any given time to send me into an absolute fury of resentment, pain, and anger?
This one is a "humorous" living will. Something that would normally never bother me. But coming on the heels of grandma's "Do not resuscitate" order...yeah.
My further comments on this have been censored, but suffice it to say they were short and profane.
Current Mood: annoyed
Current Music: The Writers Radio
|Date:||August 22nd, 2007 06:52 pm (UTC)|| |
A special place in pugatory for willy-nilly forwarders
"Short and profane"
Mine would have be long and in as many languages as I could muster.
I hate chain letters. Every once in a blue moon, I get one that I do forward and these are usually "Ode to good girlfriends" ones.
But given the amount of funerals that you've been to lately and knowing how tenderly you experience things, it was the height of insentativeness to send you this *kuppay*. Perhaps you need to make a filter to forward all her email to Hoppie and have him send it to you only if it is "real" correspondence and not the flotsam, jetsam, and *kuppay* of the internet.
Sounds like time to send her a short email:
Thanks so much for thinking of me. I always love hearing from you, but prefer correspondence to mail forwards. Please don't send me any more chain letters o forwards, as they end up just being clutter. I'm sure you can understand!"