How not to be a bitch



Dear Insurance Company,

I got a letter TWO months ago saying that an external review board had granted payment for dysphagia therapy for Max, and yet you have not paid me for a single session. WTF? And furthermore, WTF?

Kindly let me know when I can expect the reimbursement granted to me by the external review board. Thank you!


Dear Influential Person at Max's School,

Hello. I have written you twice now, asking that you call so we can discuss Max's potty training, with no response. He is six, closing in on seven, don't you think it's time? I have not heard a peep from you since school started. So it would be really great to hear from you. Don't you think?

Hello. I would love to discuss your thoughts on potty training Max. Looking forward to hearing from you!


Dear School Bus Company,

When you decided the driver would be showing up twenty minutes earlier than usual, it threw our entire morning routine, already rushed, into a tizzy. What's worse: Some days now the driver shows up on time, and some days she is 10 to 20 minutes late. It is not fun to play guess-what-time-the-driver-is-coming today. Max could use that sleep in the morning, and I sure could use the sanity. Four words: Get your act together!

It would be great if we can pin down a concrete time for pickup. Please call at your convenience. Thanks so much!


Dear Mother In Law,

You can pretend that you did not say really, really mean things to me back in April, but I have an excellent memory and unless you can find a new soul on ebay or something, I don't think things are going to work out between us.

Thank you for the kind dinner offer. I cannot attend as there is the possibility I may have to get dental implants/travel to Bora Bora/repaint my entire house and the neighbors' house too, but I am sure the kids and Dave will have a fabulous time!

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