Friday letters

It’s Friday again! I feel like this week has gone both incredibly slowly and far too fast. There’s only one more week of January left and we haven’t heard from the taxt advisers or contacted a single person about flats yet. Eeek!

Here are this week’s Friday letters:

Mail boxDear Rossman cashier. When you’re telling me how much money to hand over, would it really kill you to say “please”?

Dear work. Why are you always either stupidly busy or far too quite? A happy medium would be nice!

Dear tax advisers. Hurry uuup! Getting nervous here.

Dear cute puppies who are often on a walk near my work when I arrive. I will miss you when I’m a telecommuter.

Dear Kraft Foods. How dare you mess with Cadbury’s Creme Eggs? If they’re not made with Dairy Milk, they’re not Creme Eggs!

Dear sweet potato. You’re so tasty! I would eat you every day if peeling and chopping you wasn’t such a pain!

Dear January sales. Stop tempting me with your cheap clothing. I have neither the space nor the money for new clothes!

That’s all from me. Happy weekend, everyone!