Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Fantasy Letter

Dear Work,

This letter is to inform you that I will only be working two more days this month, the days I handle payroll.

Having carefully considered this issue, I have come to the conclusion that I cannot be expected to work this month. There are Things To Do. I need to wrap presents, cook, and, most importantly, sit on my couch and knit. I'm working on a sweater, you see, and it is much more engrossing than the current data cleanup project I've been slogging through at the office.

I know, I know. I preach "garbage in, garbage out" until people want to throttle me.  I understand that data cleanup is important. But is it really so important that it can't wait until January?  That's what I thought.

In case of emergency, I may be reached at home.  By "emergency," I mean "building is burning down and there are puppies and kitties inside."  All other items can wait until January.

Speaking of January, I will not be working the two weeks surrounding my birthday.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I know we will enter February with renewed appreciation for one another.  Have a happy holiday season.



  1. I have an in imaginary letter to write to my job as well. When we meet again for pizza, I will have some news.

    About The Book.

  2. Oh yes, I like the way you think. I'll have to consider it myself, although my birthday isn't until July.


  3. HALF BIRTHDAY, Lynn. Half birthday.

  4. Keep it! Someday you'll be able to USE it! :) I have, and they keep calling me back!