Dear X's Personal Assistant...(Part Deux),

This is to notify you that from now on I will be delivering all of X's mail to the receptionist at the front desk and not, in fact, directly to your office (where I would almost certainly have to have actual personal contact with you). In the future please refrain from boring holes into my breasts with your beady little eyes. And definitely cease the drooling. It's just not attractive. If only you were not quite so unfortunate looking, you could've been mildly entertaining to flirt with.

Disappointed, But Not As Disappointed As You Will Be When You Realize You Have To Walk Over To Get The Mail From Now On Instead Of Having It Hand-Delivered By A Hottie,
CF

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