i feel prompted to tell you all that i do not hate my job. in fact, i love the place that i work and really enjoy my coworkers (i know they feel the same way about me). there's just one portion of my job, one thing that sticks in my craw, that makes me want to ex-plode.
that's all.
happiness and sunshine, and a little of punching hearts out.
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I'm sorry. Whatever that one thing is--it's got to go. Give me a call...
I'm sorry about that one little sticking point. But on the upside, "punching hearts out" can be interpreted as either really violent, or quite crafty--which you could incorporate into those Valentine cards.
When you speak in code, I get confused. I thought I was going to read about you on the evening news and you were just gathering supplies for Valentine cards?
There's always one little thing that makes everything less that perfect. We have a new vice president recently come from Toyota. We keep asking each other if everything was so perfect there, why did he leave. We are resisting all attempts to make us little toyotamatons.
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