All week long at work, I felt as though I was standing in a steady downpour of minor crises with no umbrella. There was a clearing trend on Friday afternoon though when I received an unexpected letter of thanks from a client.
For a full five minutes, I felt renewed and able to finish the day with a less heavy heart. I say five minutes because that's how long it took before my boss came looking for me to let me know someone had called to complain about me.
The universe is back in balance. Oh, life.
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11 comments:
John Hancock wrote you a 'Letter of Thanks'? (I couldn't read his writing either.)
Anyway, it's nice to hear from someone who's life at work parallels mine.
I don't even use your goods or services, but I just love complaining. Sorry about that!
I clicked on the letter even though I knew it wasn't the real letter. How do you like them apples?
Give me your boss' address and I'll write him a complimentary letter about you :)
Ooops, sorry, that was me who called to complain. I only did it because the person in the cubicle next to you was telling me how much he missed the sound of you sobbing softly to yourself.
Yes, I too assumed that was the actual letter you got from the client.....Damn, fooled by Dale again.
It's generally all sunshine and light here T. Okay, it's not. Ugh.
I appreciate you just participating in my downfall Pistols, an honour.
Unless they're baked in a pie, I'm not having any of these apples Chelene.
He'd never believe two in a row Pink Fluffy Slippers, we'll need to wait for a suitable period.
It is time for me to stop all of this sobbing Barbara, I mean it's Monday morning and here I am answering blog comments. How bad can it be?
You can tell how diminshed my capacity is when I'm resorted to the lamest trickery in my labels Chancelucky.
I'm glad your boss finally took my call.
I'm glad he's on holiday. Now I get people I don't know coming over to tell me about people like you calling up to complain. God bless everyone.
Well, I clicked on the letter, and still had difficulty deciphering the handwriting. I have to admit, my cunneiform is a bit rusty.
I'm actually proud of your ability to derive job satisfaction from the most unlikeliest of sources.
I didn't feel too renewed X. Dell, I'm still (sadly) counting on the lottery.
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