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open letter, part one
8 am monday
to the lazy fuck, fuck you.
thank you for up righting my coffee mug you knocked over. i'm sure the last drop that you somehow managed to keep in the mug was the one of 3,498 drops that would have no doubt created an unbearable stench.
and i appreciate that you're a thinking person, never rushing blindly into action. leaving the spilt coffee over night wisely gaurunteed you would not risk scalding yourself if the day old coffee happened to be hot.
I'm glad you feel comfortable here. make yourself at home, feel free to shit in my waste basket or urinate on my phone. the walls are great place to archive you boger collection.
mi shit hole casa, su shit hole casa.
don't think i don't know who you are, i am certain you are the same person who did this, at least back then you left a note.
sincerly mystified by your stupidity,
griff
open letter, part 2
8 am, tuesday
to the one day older and slightly less lazy fuck. thanks for cleaning up.
i would have cleaned it myself, but i was curious to see if you would grow a pair and take responsibility for your actions. to my surprise, you did, and i commend you for that. it is soldiers like you that will make this a fortune 50,000 company one day.
sincerely stunned,
griff