Boss Hog
TRIBE Member
Write a letter you would never send (aka "the cathartic thread")
MEMO
To: Women in my office
From: The guy slowly going postal next to you
Subject: Your fucking shallow existance
Dear Ladies,
Lately I have noticed an increase in useless, vacuous chit chat which increasingly takes up more and more of your day. Talk of your family, of your work, of your weekend, all of which are fine.
However lately I am noticing an increase of talk of television, more specifically shows such as American Idol, The Apprentice, and the Superbowl half-time show. On behalf of 1/4 of the population of this office, I'd just like you to know that you are all annoying as fuck. The more vacant topics you cover, the more I have realized how completely mortal and meaningless your whole existance seems to be. I could be wrong. But I have a feeling I'm not.
Chit chat amongst office workers is a natural occurance and part of a typical working environment, and I accept this. I also am pretty tolerant of the stupidity of others, even though this is often difficult. However, I just want you to know as a point of interest that if you continue to talk about TV, weddings, gardens and ask about my social life, I am going to slip LSD into all of your coffees one of these mornings. Don't fuck with me, I mean it. Then we'll see how you enjoy conversations about the shapes of clouds, the texture of the snow outside, and how half the profs are actually demons in disguise.
Thanks very much for your attention to this memo, now I look forward to you shutting the fuck up.
MEMO
To: Women in my office
From: The guy slowly going postal next to you
Subject: Your fucking shallow existance
Dear Ladies,
Lately I have noticed an increase in useless, vacuous chit chat which increasingly takes up more and more of your day. Talk of your family, of your work, of your weekend, all of which are fine.
However lately I am noticing an increase of talk of television, more specifically shows such as American Idol, The Apprentice, and the Superbowl half-time show. On behalf of 1/4 of the population of this office, I'd just like you to know that you are all annoying as fuck. The more vacant topics you cover, the more I have realized how completely mortal and meaningless your whole existance seems to be. I could be wrong. But I have a feeling I'm not.
Chit chat amongst office workers is a natural occurance and part of a typical working environment, and I accept this. I also am pretty tolerant of the stupidity of others, even though this is often difficult. However, I just want you to know as a point of interest that if you continue to talk about TV, weddings, gardens and ask about my social life, I am going to slip LSD into all of your coffees one of these mornings. Don't fuck with me, I mean it. Then we'll see how you enjoy conversations about the shapes of clouds, the texture of the snow outside, and how half the profs are actually demons in disguise.
Thanks very much for your attention to this memo, now I look forward to you shutting the fuck up.