Dear So and So...

Ahhhh...time for my weekly therapy session dedicated to those who have pissed me off who have brought my life joy over the past week.

1. Dear Mama Cat,
Why is it that, whenever I clean my house top to bottom, you never want to come in, but you insist on coming in when it's not up to your museum-like cleanliness standards? I, unlike you, am not retired. Cut me some slack.

Your loving daughter, Kitten

2. Dear A and Piss Off,
I know that the real name for your chain of supermarkets is the A&P, but I have to call you by the name I give you. You're the closest store by me, but I try not to do my primary shopping there. Case in point: last week I used the automatic checkout line, and ran into some problems. It took me longer to find someone to help me than it did to pay for my groceries. I could have spent less time paying in the line that was ten people long.

I don't even understand why I still go to your establishment...oh yeah, it's only good for last-minute items. But I hope this story understands why I don't do my primary shopping there!

Disgruntled customer, Kitten

3. Dear Sony Ericsson,
Earlier I wrote, in my Friday Fragments post, about how the front panel broke off of my W350 phone, and how I couldn't get a replacement. Well, all I can say to you is--I know why that phone was free with my contract renewal! It's the worst cell phone I've ever used, and sadly, I'm stuck with it for another year--unless I fork over $300 for a new, better phone. Which I may just do, once I save up some money to make up for my recent car repair bill.

Frustrated, Kitten

Dear So and So...

Special thanks to Yaya for introducing me to this neat little feature, sponsored by Kat at 3 Bedroom Bungalow.

I think I'm going to enjoy this little feature, as it will help me get some things off of my chest.

1. Dear Blogger,
You have annoyed me beaucoup lately. Nine times out of ten, when I attempt to open my blog, all I get is my header, April's button, and nothing else. No widgets, no posts, nothing. And five times out of ten, I get the old "operation aborted" message. I have read in various places around the blogosphere that good ol' Internet Explorer is the culprit for this, and that Firefox is better. But could you PLEASE tell me the truth as to why you have so many...well, faults? Fix 'em soon, or else I shall defect to Wordpress.

I miss reading my blog, Kitten

2. Dear employees of AC Moore's,
Get your inventories straight! When I ask three different employees about what they sell at the store, I would like to make damn sure that I get one answer--the SAME answer--from each one! Yesterday I went to buy a yarn winder for my sister. One employee said they carried them, another wasn't sure, and yet another said that they didn't! Time for more employee training!

Frustrated customer, Kitten

3. Dear Anthem Blue Cross/Blue Shield,
I understand why regular Albuterol (a rescue inhaler for asthmatics) was taken off the market, due to its CFCs. I understand why I now have a CFC-free inhaler, but dear God, why must you charge me $35 for it, when I used to get it for $5 as a generic?

Hopefully I won't be another statistic in the ongoing healthcare battle, Kitten

4. Dear Mother Nature,
The last time I checked the map, I lived in Connecticut. Why, oh why, have you decided to transplant me to Seattle? It has rained almost every single freaking day this month. This afternoon I saw a bright light and didn't know what it was at first...and then I suddenly remembered, "Ah, so this is what the sun looks like."

I'm too pale for this time of year, Kitten

5. Dear Hartford Courant,
One of the reasons why I don't subscribe to your esteemed publication is that I can read it online for free. Another reason is that your recently redesigned paper is just plain awful. Well, guess what? So is your newly designed website. That and the fact that I get more local news--that is, news about my town--from our unofficial town blog than your paper. Have you forgotten about our existence? After all, we're home to an esteemed, renowned university as well as one of the country's top diners!

Feeling just a tad invisible, Kitten

And finally...

6. Dear Maggie and Gabby,
You know better than to wake up Mama when she's on vacation. For God's sake, let me sleep! And let me adjust sleeping positions every once in a while, too!

Don't worry, I still love you both, Mama